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    Moon Goddess Wife
    Moon Goddess Wife
    Moon Goddess Wife
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    Moon Goddess Wife

    By Cornelia Amiri

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    From Welsh myth springs the tale of Rhiannon and Pwyll. Chief Pwyll's life is changed forever the day Goddess Rhiannon rides pass him on her magic horse. Forbidden romance smolders between the goddess and the chieftain. With the use of an enchanted bag, Rhiannon breaks free of an unwanted betrothal. Happily, she weds Pwyll, but a harrowing mystery tears them apart. Will Pwyll's suspicion and duty as chieftain prevail or will love win out?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCornelia Amiri
    Release dateSep 27, 2014
    ISBN9781386187516
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      Moon Goddess Wife - Cornelia Amiri

      Introduction

      From Druid lore springs the tale of Rhiannon and Pwyll. Chief Pwyll's life is changed forever the day Goddess Rhiannon rides pass him on her magic horse. Forbidden romance smolders between the goddess and the chieftain.  With the use of an enchanted bag, Rhiannon breaks free of an unwanted betrothal. Happily, she weds Pwyll, but a harrowing mystery tears them apart. Will Pwyll’s suspicion and duty as chieftain prevail or will love win out?

      Chapter One

      Moonlight slit through gaps in the leafy tree tops above Pwyll, the gold-torqued chief of the Demetaes, who sat in his saddle on this Samhain night. The eve of the new year, the day when the veil between worlds was at its weakest, was upon them. He scanned the wild woods for spirits wandering the earth, seeking loved ones or live bodies to inhabit. He, like the rest of his tribe, had protected himself from wayward phantoms by covering his face with ash, so they’d think he was a spirit and leave him alone.

      Pwyll noticed he’d wandered onto an ancient grass-covered burial mound, a portal to the otherworld. As he grabbed his horse’s reins to gallop off the tor and safely join his spearmen below, a sudden gust of wind swirled around him. It tousled his thick, dark brown hair, spiked with lime wash, which highlighted some of the strands to a golden shade. He drew his plaid cloak tighter to his broad chest. Out of the darkness, a white light shone like a full moon gliding across the forest, toward him.

      Unable to tear his gaze away, he stared at it. It drew closer and he saw it was a white horse whose mane glistened like spun silver. Wayward strands fluttered above its fathomless, almond-shaped eyes in its long, slender face. Its sleek, powerful legs moved at a slow but steady canter. The lady riding the steed captured his gaze. The golden cloak she wore and her long, cascading hair fluttered in the night sky like wings in flight. Pwyll’s mouth went dry and his jaw dropped. His heart raced. With his first glance at the woman he felt like he‘d fallen into a dream he couldn’t awake from. The dream was of her and only her.

      My woman, he said under his breath.

      As her lush lips parted, a sound like a chirping lark, her laughter, danced through the air and sang in his veins. His mind fell empty of all but an intense, urgent longing for this beauty. She rode off before Pwyll could leap onto her horse behind her and take her into his arms. Though Pwyll was a gold-torqued chief, she didn’t bless him with a smile, nor spare him a glance.

      Pwyll sat there, gazing at her back as she rode away. He realized his spearmen had joined him and were yelling.

      Cyngen slapped him on the back. My chief, can you hear me? The tall, muscular champion’s eyes gleaned with battle fury as if ready to fight, though no enemy was there. Did she curse you with deafness?

      Arthfael, the oldest spearman, crowded in to show his concern. Did she enchant you?

      Pwyll pushed them away as he would a zealous dog licking his face. Did you see her?

      It’s not like you to disobey any rule much less one as important as not standing on the tor on Samhain. Cyngen flung his arms out and shook them. I fear that woman may be a goddess.

      Yes, the most beautiful goddess in the world, Pwyll rasped.

      Arthfael grabbed Pwyll’s horse and walked him down from the tor. Come, lest she returns to carry you to the otherworld.

      Could there be anything greater than having the lady take him away with her? Were his men dimwitted? Pwyll turned to his champion, the finest horseman in the tribe. "Cyngen, take my stallion, for it’s the fastest in the tribe’s stable, and ride after the lady. When you catch up to her, ask that she return to meet me, your chief." That should impress her, Pwyll thought. Also, stunned by her beauty, he felt too lightheaded and out of breath to ride at a dirt-kicking gait, though he normally loved a good gallop across the countryside.

      The muscled warrior galloped to the lady as bidden while the other spearmen warned their chief the woman was too beautiful and sure to be a great deal of trouble.

      Cyngen rode back and pulled up beside Pwyll. "Though it

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