Book Excerpt
Effie exposed her hand
to the growling bear. Her fingers found Rorie’s head and gave him a few
soothing strokes behind the ears. A rumble came from deep in his gullet, as
fierce as his wee body could muster. Frigid wind blasted them as they hid
behind a large boulder atop the crown of Ben Nevis, the highest peak in the
Highlands. A stranger had come to speak with her employer, Thomas Stevenson. Not
an odd occurrence, but for a fortnight Rorie had groaned and whined, pawing for
her attention as if disturbed by dark thoughts, trying to plead with her that
something was amiss. And now that the stranger had come, Rorie’s discomfort had
turned into malice.
“If only I could peer
into that head of yours and see what the fuss is about,” she said, planting her
hands firmly on her hips.
Rorie squatted on his
haunches with a big huff, turning his head away. Though preferring the wild of
the forest, he behaved himself around others when she asked. And only because
it was she who asked. The bond had something to do with her Sithling blood, but
Effie couldn’t explain how it worked. It was as much a mystery to her as any of
the uncanny bonds she’d made with woodland creatures, lazy housecats, and goofy
hounds over the years. As much a mystery as why the queen and all the lords of
London abhorred her kind, though she’d done nothing to warrant their wrath.
Rorie had been loyal to
her ever since she’d convinced Stuart Graham to rescue him from a carnival the
prior year, saving him from a brutal—and probably short—life of baiting. But
he’d never acted so ill-tempered. Had the stranger come to take him away? Or
was it she who should be fearful? By sight alone, the stranger wouldn’t know
her for a Sithling. Short of stature, with a young woman’s curves and chestnut
locks clipped about the shoulders, she lived her life amongst the Scots all but
unnoticed, the truth of her mixed fey blood hidden.
Yet such reliance on
appearance was a false safety.
Her hair whipped about
her face, blinding her until she swept it back. The lodge of the Scottish Meteorological
Society perched only a short distance away, a cozy, timbered house
well-weathered from years of driving gales. Its chimney puffed white smoke,
teasing her with thoughts of hot tea and honeyed biscuits. But that was where
Mr. Stevenson had taken the stranger, and he’d instructed her not to return
until he bade her. She blew into her hands for warmth, vexed by the riddle of
the strange visitor, unable to contain her curiosity any longer.
“I’m going for a closer
look,” she said to Rorie. “Wait here.” Hoarfrost crunched as she shifted her
weight and slunk forward. The frozen dew crusted the fern and bracken around
the lodge, radiating a cold that sank into her bones. Her olive-colored dress
and drab woolen coat were serviceable enough, but they did little against the
cutting winds atop the mountain, winds that drove in the damp air as if she
wore nothing as all.
About the Book
Title: The Laird of DuncairnAuthor: Craig Comer
Genre: Gaslamp Fantasy
The year is 1882 Scotland, and the auld alliance betwixt king and fey has long been forgotten. Men of science, backed by barons of industry, push the boundaries of technology. When Sir Walter Conrad discovers a new energy source, one that could topple nations and revolutionize society, the race to dominate its ownership begins. But the excavation and use of this energy source will have dire consequences for both humans and fey. For an ancient enemy stirs, awakened by Sir Walter’s discovery.
Outcast half-fey Effie of Glen Coe is the Empire’s only hope at averting the oncoming disaster. Effie finds herself embroiled in the conflict, investigating the eldritch evil spreading throughout the Highlands. As she struggles against the greed of mighty lords and to escape the clutches of the queen’s minions, her comfortable world is shattered. Racing to thwart the growing menace, she realizes the only thing that can save them all is a truce no one wants.
Author Bio
Craig
Comer is the author of the gaslamp fantasy novel THE LAIRD OF DUNCAIRN
and co-author of the mosaic fantasy novel THE ROADS TO BALDAIRN MOTTE.
His shorter works have appeared in several anthologies, including BARDIC
TALES AND SAGE ADVICE and PULP EMPIRE VOLUME IV. Craig earned a
Master’s Degree in Writing from the University of Southern California.
He enjoys tramping across countries in his spare time, preferably those
strewn with pubs and castles.Links
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