Foundation is my first novel and the opening book of The Crossing Lives Trilogy. I am more than halfway through the editing stage and therefore thought that increasing my number of beta readers by sharing some extracts on my blog would be a good idea.
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KELANEY – IRELAND
Keira’s footsteps were soft but determined on the hard, leaf-covered ground. She was inhaling the crisp late night air deeply and could feel the eagerness and anticipation building up in her chest. She loved spending time in the forest, feeling the energy of the majestic trees and the much more humble plants around her, being one with them. Liam was on his way too and soon they would be reunited again. She had managed to leave the mansion where she lived with her sisters and her parents without waking up anyone. Even her faithful Clodagh, an older woman who had been looking after her for as long as Keira could remember, had not so much as stirred in her sleep. Her family would not worry about her absence, as it was common for Keira to wander around in the early hours of the morning or to take her mare out for a ride. What she had feared had someone noticed her getting up was questions, or worse, the proposal to join her. It was as though the gods and spirits of the forest had been protecting her, impatient for her to join them.
Keira O’Connor came from a noble family living on the outskirts of Kelaney, a cathedral town by the river Nore, in the southeast of Ireland. Her opinionated father, Geraghty, was highly respected as one of the main landowners and the beauty and kindness of her mother, Morgayne was praised for miles around. Keira was their eldest daughter and had just turned twenty-two. Her sisters, Muirne and Grainne, were two and seven years younger. She had inherited Morgayne’s harmonious but strong features and her unusual golden eyes, but her mother’s hair was fair. Her father’s dark hair, as well as his temper, had been prevalent in the mixing of the genes.
As she was wandering through the forest, Keira slipped into the reverie of her first encounter with Liam. His trade was to take care of horses, and as so many others before him he had one day turned up at the manor asking for employment. Keira had been standing on the narrow covered gallery outside of her bedroom when she had spotted him standing in the paved courtyard below. Her steps had faltered and she had felt a bit light headed. It had been instant attraction, but there was more: Recognition was the correct way of describing her emotion. This unknown man was going to play a very important role in her life, she was certain of it. The young woman had placed him in his early thirties and had been hypnotised by his sky blue eyes. Liam Gallaway had copper coloured hair, his skin was lightly tanned from working mainly outside, and he was tall and very muscular. She had at last taken a step down the stairs. The movement of her long burgundy dress had caught Liam’s eye and he had looked up sharply. The directness of his stare had actually made her blush, not a common occurrence for Keira. Liam had then taken a step back as if the apparition was having a physical impact on him. In the end he had slowly bent his head and crossed his right arm on his chest, resting a scarred hand on his heart. Keira had squinted and then frowned, thinking that the scars looked like old burns. The moment had been over too quickly for her to ponder further. Liam had raised his head again just as Geraghty’s foreman was walking towards him. From that moment on he had completely ignored Keira’s presence, even as she had walked past him, almost brushing against his shoulder. Liam had been hired on the spot as one of the grooms working in their impressive stables. Keira, who had been pretending to be busy in the courtyard just to eavesdrop on the conversation, had felt herself bursting with joy as she had heard the welcome news.