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A Total-e-bound Publication www.total-e-bound.com Legend Anthology ISBN # 978-1-906590-61-1 A Legend Arises ©Copyright Brynn Paulin 2008 Gaining Hope ©Copyright Lacey Thorn 2008 Moonlit Magic ©Copyright Bronwyn Green 2008 Healing Doctor Ryan ©Copyright Carol Lynne 2008 A Legend Accomplished ©Copyright Brynn Paulin 2008 Cover Art by Anne Cain ©Copyright June 2008 Edited by Claire Siemaszkiewicz Total-e-bound books This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Total-e-bound eBooks. Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Total-e- bound eBooks. Unauthorised or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution. The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork. Published in 2008 by Total-e-bound eBooks 1 The Corner, Faldingworth Road , Spridlington, Market Rasen, Lincolnshire, LN8 2DE, UK. Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has been rated Total-e-burning/Total-e-melting. LEGEND ANTHOLOGY A Legend Arises BrynnPaulin Gaining Hope Lacey Thorn Moonlit Magic Bronwyn Green Healing Doctor Ryan Carol Lynne A Legend Accomplished Brynn Paulin A LEGEND ARISES Brynn Paulin Author Notice Dear Reader, Research shows that glass bottles were produced as early as 1500 BC when Syrian workers discovered glassblowing. This art spread quickly throughout the Roman empire, taking glass bottles into many homes. Most bottles were opaque, but soon fully transparent, colourless glass became available. This is the sort of handcrafted bottle that would be available to Ailig in 1200. However, the sort of durable bottle used in this story will not exists until the 17th century. Despite this, I have used creative license to further this story. ~Brynn Paulin Dedication To the Torrid Tartlets. I’m glad you’re my friends. Chapter One Legend has it that long, long ago, a great knight fell in love with a fair maiden. He took her to wife and together they lived in his great keep high on a hill overlooking the ocean… Northern England, 1263 “Emma!” Ailig Bennett bellowed as he left his horse in the care of his squire and rushed into his keep. Behind him, the ocean crashed against the shore at the foot of the hills where his keep had been built. He cared little for it or the oncoming storm. He pulled off his leather gloves as his eyes adjusted to the dim interior of the great hall. Servants scurried around, lighting torches to break the oncoming darkness. “Emma,” he called again. He headed towards the doorway at the back of the wall which would lead to the stairs spiralling to the upper chambers housed in the north tower. The solar was there and no doubt Emma, as well, as she bent over her stitching. He smiled at the thought of pulling his new bride into his arms and unravelling her carefully braided hair. Would she welcome him with as much vigour as that which coursed through his veins? He’d left her behind on their wedding day, answering the urgent call of his king. On that day he’d hated his liege, but with King Henry’s contingent of messengers waiting, he had been unable to tarry. Today, finally, he would be one with his bride. Reaching the floor above the great hall, he strode towards his thinking chamber. Another set of stairs within it lead to the solar. “Emma,” he called more gently as he crested the top of the stairs. His bride stood in the large chamber, her back to him as she stared through an arrow slot at the waves below. His breath caught at the sight of her long brown braids cascading to her slim waist. He could not wait to give the bride gift he had purchased for her on his journey.
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