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As Good as Gold
As Good as Gold
As Good as Gold
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As Good as Gold

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Daywen Athalia wants love--true and lasting. Fearing a future of bitter loneliness, she seeks help from a gypsy woman. The price: a hundred pieces of gold. Daywen's never had two shillings to rub together in her life. Where's she going to find a hundred gold pieces?

Bel MacEuros made a career of theft from fey creatures. When the cursed gold he rightfully stole from a gnome is taken from him by Daywen, the consequences could bless or break his life.

It is not the gnome's curse or a gypsy's blessing but another magic, far deeper and more powerful, that will change their lives forever.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 28, 2014
ISBN9781628303087
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Heidi Wessman Kneale

Heidi Wessman Kneale is an Australian author of moderate repute. She specialises in Science Fiction, Fantasy and Romance. When she's had enough of reality, she opens a book.

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    As Good as Gold - Heidi Wessman Kneale

    Inc.

    As Good As Gold

    by

    Heidi Wessman Kneale

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

    As Good As Gold

    COPYRIGHT © 2007 by Heidi Kneale

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

    Contact Information: info@thewildrosepress.com

    Cover Art by Angela Anderson

    The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

    PO Box 708

    Adams Basin, NY 14410-0708

    Visit us at www.thewildrosepress.com

    Publishing History

    First Faery Rosette Edition, 2014

    Digital ISBN 978-1-62830-308-7

    Previously published in The Enchanted Faery 2007

    Published in the United States of America

    Dedication

    For Their Ladyships,

    Lady Sarah & Lady Amy.

    Love is a beautiful thing.

    Theft. That is what Daywen Athalia had come to. She closed her eyes to still the twitterings in her stomach. It had to be theft, or it would be a life of bitter loneliness.

    Her sister Llannyn suffered that fate. She, who had once been bonny and full of laughter, drawing the attention of many, had descended into the darkness of her soul. She lurked about the crannies of the house, muttering to herself, snapping at Cook, snarling at any man. She spoke of unseelie tricks, of betrayals, always in generalities, never in specifics. She would be a spinster for the rest of her life.

    It had frightened Daywen. It was not so much her sister she cared about, for she and Llannyn never did get along as children, but herself. The thought of spending the rest of her life in angry solitude frightened her more than any old gypsy woman with her curses and her dispensaries of fate.

    That morning Goody Hubbard, who had leaned over the fence for a good chinwag with Cook, shared a tale of a man come to town. MacEuros has gold aplenty, aye, she gossiped. They say it’s fey, but the few coins he tossed about yesty eve looked like God’s honest gold tae me.

    A rich man in Beltane. With gold.

    Daywen saw an English half-crown once, one of the new milled ones, although from a distance. Would she know another gold coin if she saw it?

    Only one way to find out--seek out the rich man. Neglecting her chores, Daywen set off that morning to find him before the juiciness of gossip dried in Cook’s ears.

    And find him she did, or rather his horse. Such a fine horse saddled in front of the inn could only belong to a rich stranger. Daywen let out a sigh of relief. She had arrived just in time. As she lurked in the shadows of the buildings across the street, her common bodice and brown skirt camouflage enough, she set her mind to coming up with a plan.

    What to do? Follow him out of town and waylay him like a highwayman? Follow him, wait for him to make camp and rob him then? Attempt to seduce him by womanly charms and... um...?

    How did one steal gold?

    Daywen was startled by the jingling of saddlebags as the hostler threw them across the back of a horse.

    That sounded like coinage! Oh, surely it couldn’t be that easy.

    Daywen picked her way across the muddy street.

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