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    Excerpt: Legend of Lady MacLaoch Book 2

    From Legend of Lady MacLaoch book 2:Prologue  The Year of Our Lord 1210Outer Hebrides, Scotland The voices hushed as her shaky voice filled the hall. The old woman took the ceramic cup of leaves that the powerful Viking had just drunk from, she peered into its depths and closed her eyes as her fist tightened about the still warm earthenware, “Once the boughs of love begin to be gently rocked by her embrace, you will want of nothing else, so long as ye both walk this land. But it is foretold, in the feral times of man, that another will come to stand between you. If it should come to…