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    Wedding Bliss
    Wedding Bliss
    Wedding Bliss
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    Wedding Bliss

    By M.E. Sutton

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    Lyla has long believed that Roger and Lady Starla belong together even though Roger insists that Starla is above his station. When handsome and noble Perry Goodhaven shows up and wins the lady’s affection, it seems at quick glance a more fitting match.

    Soon after Perry’s arrival, Roger and other servants close to Lady Starla notice a change. She sleeps a lot more than usual, is lethargic when she is awake, and defers important decision-making to Perry.

    With Roger incarcerated over false accusations of treason, it is up to Jaycee, aka Lyla Stormbringer, to clear Roger’s name and uncover the truth about the man positioning himself to rule Mallory with an iron fist.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherM.E. Sutton
    Release dateSep 25, 2015
    ISBN9781310037559
    Wedding Bliss
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    M.E. Sutton

    Mary has been making up stories, and creating her own endings for other people's stories, for as long as she can remember. After ten years, she decided that making things up was far more satisfying than writing software manuals, and took the jump into fiction. She writes the HERO'S SWORD middle-grade fantasy series as M.E. Sutton and finds a lot of inspiration in the lives of her own kids. A lifelong mystery fan, she also writes crime fiction, including THE LAUREL HIGHLANDS MYSTERIES, under the pen name Liz Milliron. Her short fiction has been published at Uppagus.com, Mystericale.com, and in LUCKY CHARMS: 12 CRIME TALES (December 2013). Like her LAUREL HIGHLANDS characters, Mary lives in Southwestern PA (but, unfortunately, she doesn't have a dog). She is a member of Sisters in Crime. Visit her on the web at http://marysuttonauthor.com and follow her on Twitter (@mary_sutton73).

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      Wedding Bliss - M.E. Sutton

      WEDDING BLISS

      Hero’s Sword Vol. 3

      by M.E. Sutton

      Smashwords edition

      Also available in print

      Copyright 2015 Mary Sutton

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Other titles by M.E. Sutton:

      Power Play

      Storm Clouds

      Snake in the Grass

      Fire Storm

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter THREE

      CHAPTER FOUR

      CHAPTER FIVE

      CHAPTER SIX

      CHAPTER SEVEN

      CHAPTER EIGHT

      CHAPTER NINE

      CHAPTER TEN

      CHAPTER ELEVEN

      CHAPTER TWELVE

      CHAPTER THIRTEEN

      About the author

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      CHAPTER ONE

      I rummaged in my drawer, throwing clothes everywhere. Mom, where’s my blue sweater? The dark blue V-neck one? It had been here yesterday, I was sure of it. Mom! Where was it? I yelled a couple more times before my bedroom door banged open.

      Jaycee, stop shouting. Mom glared at me, arms crossed. I don’t know where your sweater is. It wasn’t my turn to watch it. Go look in the laundry or wear something else. Whatever you do, stop shouting. It’s just the movies with Stu; I don’t know why you’re being so fussy about clothes. Not like you’ve ever cared before. She didn’t wait for an answer, leaving me to ransack my room.

      I stamped my foot. I’m not sure what frustrated me more: that I couldn’t find the sweater or that my mother just didn’t get it. It wasn’t about what Stu saw me wearing. But Nate Fletcher might be there, and I definitely cared what Nate might see me wear. Even if I had no idea whether he would notice if I wore a sweater or a paper bag.

      I gave up looking for the sweater and grabbed a shirt. Nate probably wouldn’t be there anyway. I glanced at the clock. I still had two hours to go, so I fired up my video game console. Even if I wound up in Mallory, I’d return to the real world at exactly the same moment as when I left.

      Let me back up a minute. My name is Jaycee Hiller. I’m in eighth grade at Tanner Middle School. My favorite place in the world is my estate of Mallory in the video game Hero’s Sword. I know because I’ve been there twice. My adventures left me with a couple of new scars, but they never took up time on the physical world clock.

      When the words Lady Starla is in trouble. Do you accept the quest? appeared I toggled to yes, knowing exactly what that meant. Sure enough, after the flash of light, I was in a familiar clearing as Lyla Stormbringer, my avatar and hero of Mallory.

      The gray sky was way different than the sunny fall day I’d left behind. The air felt thick and moist, and it sucked the breath out of my lungs. Insects buzzed in the trees and thunder rumbled in the distance. Hello? I looked around the clearing, my hand drifting to the hilt of the sword at my hip. Maybe it was just my overactive imagination, but something felt very wrong.

      I was about to set off toward Mallory Manor when movement caught my eye. Someone was back in the trees, someone trying hard not to be seen. I am Lyla Stormbringer, hero of Mallory. I forced myself to stay calm and sound hero-ish, not like a girl with a flock of butterflies in her stomach. Come and name yourself.

      The clearing was within the boundaries of Mallory, so nothing should have threatened me. But the sky, the coming storm, and the oppressive air put me on edge. Things were definitely not right.

      Instead of coming forward, whoever it was — or whatever — moved backward. I drew my sword and inched forward. The trees blocked what little light there was, plunging me into a damp, sticky shade. This wasn’t a friendly shade, like a cool refuge on a summer’s day. This was the kind that made me nervous.

      I felt, more than heard, a footstep behind me. I turned and swung my sword, burying the blade in a slender tree. Roger, you scared the crap out of me. What on earth… My voice trailed off as I stood staring, shocked into silence.

      Roger Woodbridge, chief steward of Mallory, looked like he’d been through, well, nothing good. His hair was matted with leaves, his face streaked with mud, and his clothes were filthy. Thank the stars you’re her, he said. He closed his eyes and sagged against a tree.

      I hurried to grab him under his arm and eased him down to the mossy forest floor. Roger, you look horrible. A skin of water was at my side. I uncapped it and handed it to him. Is something wrong at the manor? Why do you look like you’ve been sleeping under a tree?

      He took a long drink. Because I have. He took another drink, wiped his mouth, and handed the skin back to me.

      I took it with numb fingers. Did someone attack the manor? Has it burned? Is Lady Starla okay? Water sloshed over my hand as I screwed on the cap.

      That depends on your definition of okay. He glanced around and I noticed that he was gripping his sword. We should move. I opened my mouth, but he held up his hand. I will explain, trust me. But we must hide. Come.

      He struggled to his feet and crept off, motioning me to follow. He didn’t sheath his sword, so neither did I. I didn’t know what could make Roger abandon his lady to live wild, sword in hand, but if he felt threatened, that was enough for me.

      It didn’t take us long to reach a rocky spot near a small stream. I could see the remains of a small fire, and a single bedroll, and wondered how long Roger had been living there.

      I can offer only cold rations, I’m afraid. He pulled some bread and dried meat from a bag, and then handed it to me.

      I refused. I didn’t want food, I wanted answers. Roger, what is going on? Why are you out here like a criminal on the run? Is Lady Starla okay or not?

      He sat, his back against a rock. As I said, it depends on your definition of okay. He ripped off a piece of bread and grimaced. I suppose most people would say she is wonderful. Lady Starla is going to be married.

      CHAPTER TWO

      "She’s going to be what?"

      I’d accepted a piece of bread, but it tumbled to the ground. There was no way Starla could be getting married. At least she couldn’t be getting married to

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