RETURN TO CAER LON
Fifteen years ago, the sorcerer Wolfryth killed King William Pendragon in his quest for power and usurped the throne of Camelot. Queen Ylianor and her five year old son fled the kingdom to take refuge in Haven at Duke Geraint’s court.
Today, Prince Derek follows Geraint’s beautiful daughter Sacha into a reckless mission to save her brother from Wolfryth. He will need to embrace his heritage and to trust magic if he wants to find his way back to Caer Lon and unlock its secrets before the sorcerer kills them all.
In RETURN TO CAER LON, Claude Dancourt takes readers on a grand adventure with a descendant of Arthur Pendragon named Prince Derek, and he is accompanied by a feisty seer named Sacha…who will stop at nothing to save her twin brother, Elwyn, who has disappeared.
Son of King William Pendragon—killed by the wicked sorcerer Wolfryth, Prince Derek embarks on this all important and dangerous quest because not only is Elwyn’s life depending on his success, but the fate of Camelot’s people. It is time to reclaim his throne after escaping Wolfryth’s wrath fifteen years ago to survive in Haven at Duke Geraint’s court. Prince Derek has his hands full though, because Sacha, the beautiful, and headstrong daughter of Duke Geraint refuses to believe Elwyn is dead.
RETURN TO CAER LON’s characters are memorable, the dialogue is wonderful, often funny…especially between Prince Derek and Sacha. The way Dancourt allows their relationship to grow and not just “all of a sudden” happen provides many opportunities for romance lovers to be pleased. Sacha is my favorite character due to her passionate determination to save Elwyn. Who wouldn’t want her on your side?
The descriptive locations, the fight between good and evil, loyalty to family and friends, reclaiming a birthright to be king, and, of course, magic…all make this novel a very enjoyable read! It certainly allows readers to escape the humdrum of everyday life and go back in time to fight the good fight, where nothing is more important than family and friends. This is a fantasy adventure that I highly recommend. 4.5/5
Here are a few excerpts. Enjoy Dancourt’s lovely prose!
The older woman picked up the job the maid had abandoned, twisting the dark locks
together. Sacha said nothing, her eyes seeing beyond the reflection of their figures in the mirror.
The former queen caressed her head gently.
“Your father has to see to everyone’s well-being, Sacha, not just his son.”
“And what will be our well-being, if his heir dies?”
Ylianor closed her eyes briefly. Behind grief and anger, Sacha’s reasoning had its logic. She had said more or less the same thing to Derek in the morning. She tried another approach.
“Sebastian escaped, so maybe Elwyn-”
“Sebastian did not escape. He was sent back; as a warning.”
Ylianor stiffened. The young woman met her eyes in the mirror.
“I saw it, Ylianor. Wolves attacked and our men lost the battle. All were killed but the Swan and the Cub. Sebastian’s heraldry is a swan, with wings spread.. Elwyn…”
Sacha continued telling her dreams, so low her companion could barely hear the words.
“The wolf leader tortured and sent the black swan back to deliver a message.”
“What is that message, Sacha?”
“Hand over the son of the Dragon, before I slaughter you all.”
“Elwyn is in Caer Lon.”
Derek stared at her in befuddlement and she calmly held his doubtful gaze.
“We have to go there.”
Irritation perked through his answer. “That is impossible. How would you know where Elwyn is anyway? We will ride northeast at dawn.”
He did not believe her. How could she explain? He would simply laugh and dismiss her
vision. Sacha took another swig of ale and immediately regretted it. The beverage was far stronger than what she was used to. She inhaled deeply to chase away the dizzying sensation.
Derek chuckled and walked to her shelter to take the jug from her hands.
“You want to be careful with that.”
She glared but her displeased glance was lost to him as he sat away from her, his attention entirely devoted to the recipient he started playing with, making it turn between his knees on the dusty floor.
Sacha took his pensive attitude for an opening and tried again.
“Derek, I know I am right. Elwyn is in Caer Lon. We need to go there…”
He continued his little game in silence, though she was sure he had heard her. Why could not he rely on her? Frustrating, stubborn, idiotic specimen of a…
“Sacha, Caer Lon is a myth. It was where the High Kings of Camelot held their court. The place was lost three hundred years ago. Elwyn cannot be there or it means he is dea-”
“He is not dead!”
She nearly screamed in anguish. He was her twin, her other half. If he had died, a part of her would have died too. He was alive. He was. She knew he was.
About the Author:
Claude Dancourt lives in Montreal, and wherever her job as an engineer takes her. She is fascinated by books and museums. To discover more about RETURN TO CAER LON, Claude Dancourt’s work or simply drop a word, visit her website: www.claudedancourt.webs.com
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