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The Bed Wife
The Bed Wife
The Bed Wife
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In a world of stalking troll hordes and malicious plotting for the throne, two former childhood friends are forced together by an archaic tradition.

Luana and Baylin’s lives are vastly different. She, the peasant daughter of the town drunk, left to care for her family’s goat farm. He, the Prince and future King of Grasmere, who nobly rides into battle to protect the kingdom from lurking evils.

However, Fate intercedes with a time-honored tradition that dates back five hundred years. To their mutual distain, Luana’s life is thrust into the hands of her future king, filling both with resentment over the intimate duties forced upon them.

Unable to escape their callings, the pair must discover if friendship or affection can be formed when the freedom of choice is wiped away.

Fans of high concept fantasy and sizzling intrigue will love The Bed Wife!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSuzanna Lynn
Release dateFeb 16, 2016
ISBN9781310134623
The Bed Wife
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Suzanna Lynn

Author Suzanna Lynn is a happily married, full-time mother of three beautiful, energetic children, and lives in a small town nestled in the deep rolling hills of Missouri.Growing up in the Ozarks, Suzanna spent her childhood wandering the fields and woods surrounding her home. While most children avoided the dark corners of the woods, she sought them out; imagining them to be filled with fairies, dragons and all number of creatures.Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that won various awards in high school and college. Her dream was to, one day, be an author.In 2014 she decided to stop wishing she could publish a book and made the dream a reality when she released The Bed Wife.That first novella gave birth to two more books, completing the series, and stirred the embers of a new five-book series called The Untold Stories. She has since published stand-alone novels, and even has several children’s books in the works.When she's not busy writing or spending time with her family, Suzanna loves to draw and paint, as well as scrapbooking. She also has been known to volunteer with her children's school, the Ladies Auxiliary, and even the local zoo!

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    The Bed Wife - Suzanna Lynn

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    COPYRIGHT

    DEDICATION

    CHAPTER 1

    CHAPTER 2

    CHAPTER 3

    CHAPTER 4

    CHAPTER 5

    CHAPTER 6

    CHAPTER 7

    CHAPTER 8

    CHAPTER 9

    CHAPTER 10

    CHAPTER 11

    CHAPTER 12

    CHAPTER 13

    CHAPTER 14

    SNEAK PEEK

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    ALSO BY SUZANNA LYNN

    The Bed Wife

    Book one in the Bed Wife Chronicles

    By Suzanna Lynn

    Copyright © 2014 Suzanna Lynn

    The Bed Wife – The Bed Wife Chronicles

    All rights reserved. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is strictly prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without express written permission from the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

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

    Edited by Hollie the Editor

    Formatting by Sonya Loveday

    Cover Art by Funky Book Designs

    Interior Chapter Headings by Funky Book Designs

    ISBN: 9781310134623

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    (The following story contains mature themes and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers.)

    Dedication

    For those who can see that dragons exist in stories, not to be scary, but to show us what can be overcome.

    IF ONE WERE TO TRAVEL north through the realm of Wintervale, they would come upon a great castle in the side of Mount Shadowcast where the Kingdom of Grasmere lay.

    The immense stone castle had been built high up into the mountainside, overlooking the villages in the valley below. Only a small part of the castle could be seen against the side of the mountain. Against the grey rocky mountainside, one could see a vast wall of smooth rock, with a high tower to one side. In the center of the smooth stone wall was a large intricate iron-worked door; the only way in and out of the castle. The massive mountain itself was peppered with windows, balconies and small towers, showing just how deep within the mountain the fortress delved.

    Grasmere, the strongest and largest of the five Kingdoms within Wintervale, was built by the race of the Keld.

    The Keld were an ancient bloodline of men. Far stronger than the common man, they could suffer heat and cold, hunger and pain far greater than even the elves and dwarves of the world. They were a strong, proud people who had been blessed with large stature and brute strength. Even the women were known for their fortitude.

    No one truly knew how the Keld came to be. Many said they were placed here by the gods to rule over the realm of men. Others rumored that they were no more than ordinary men who had been blessed with strength and long life. Whether or not their path was to rule, they did and they did it well.

    For thousands of years, the royal lines of the Keld watched and protected their Kingdoms and the people within.

    The Kingdom of Grasmere was presently ruled by King Ashmur. The people of the villages were happy in his rule, as he was a kind and fair sovereign. The people were even more hopeful at the promise of his son, Prince Baylin. For, while King Ashmur was rarely seen by the people of Grasmere, Baylin made it his whole purpose to be out with his subjects and see to their needs. He believed a Kingdom was only as good as its people and he intended to see they were properly provided for.

    Baylin enjoyed the days when he was called from the castle to take care of business in the villages. While the castle had become a constant reminder of the overwhelming responsibility of becoming King, spending time with the people, reminded him of the kind of King he wanted to become.

    This particularly dry, hot day, Baylin and his guard were returning from a visit to the village of Rivermouth, which was the Kingdom’s only port and main source of fresh water. Though a great battle nearly five hundred years ago had reduced the number of trolls plaguing the lands of Grasmere, they were still a constant threat. Baylin and his men made it a priority to check the conditions in the village several times a week.

    As Baylin and his men made their way out of Rivermouth, people of the village stopped and bowed to their future King; their love for him evident on their faces.

    The men of Prince Baylin’s guard were dressed as most of the Keld men, boiled leather jerkins and covered in chainmail. They were always ready to defend the Kingdom whenever duty called.

    But not Baylin. He was, after all, the future King of Grasmere and was expected to display a certain regal presence when visiting the villages. Instead, he wore a fine indigo tunic highlighted in intricate silver swirling embroidery along the edges, which he wore over a protective vest of fine silver mail. At his waist hung a striking silver belt that featured meticulously carved diamond shapes along the length.

    Unlike many of the Keld men who cared little of how their long hair and beards were maintained, Prince Baylin’s long black hair was tidy and fell in slight waves to the middle of his strong back. He also kept his beard very well groomed and trimmed close, giving him the proper appearance of a future King. As a sign of his status, he wore a silver circlet around his head. Though it was simple, the braided design gave him a most regal presence.

    As the party traveled down the dry road, their horses’ heavy hooves kicked up large clouds of dust.

    Your Grace, one of the guards said as he pressed his mount ahead to the right of the Prince.

    Yes? Baylin replied.

    Could we stop off in Open Shaw for a pint? the guard asked eagerly. The dust is choking.

    Open Shaw was the Kingdom’s leading source of livestock and was a little village that sat between the mountain castle and Rivermouth. Baylin had appreciated the quaint homesteads and open fields since he was a child. It was peaceful and held a special place in his heart.

    The Prince and his men had finished their duties early that day, and he was confident they had time to head to the pub. Baylin turned in the saddle, checking the time by the position of the sun in the west, when he saw a young woman in a goat field. The Prince slowed his horse to observe her, his men following suit.

    She was a rare beauty, with her waist-length silvery-blonde hair swirling in the wind as she ushered the goats back toward

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