Today we have the blog tour for The Time Traveler’s Christmas by Amy Jarecki! Check it out and grab you're copy today! About The Time Traveler’s Christmas: A man’s life can fall apart in an instant… Tougher than oxhide, Lachlan Wallace can take about anything except a breakup call from his wife two minutes before competing in the Karate Championship of the World. Arriving home with a loss, he agrees to watch his uncle’s cat over the holidays. Or so he thinks—until he awakes on a fourteenth-century battlefield beside a woman fighting for her life. Never underestimate a woman’s determination… Taken from her at the age of two, Lady Christina de Moray hasn’t seen her son in thirteen years. While traveling with Robert the Bruce’s army to exchange an English prisoner for the lad, a battle erupts. Losing the fight, Christina is rescued by a mysterious warrior while the English escape with her son yet again. And never bet against the potency of passion… Left with no way back to the twenty-first century, Lachlan agrees to help Christina rescue the lad from his English captors. If the heir is not returned by Christmas next, the Bruce will make his decision whom to grant the de Moray lands, including Lady Christina’s hand. Once his duty is fulfilled, Lachlan hopes to discover a way home—as long as he keeps his mind on the goal and ignores his growing love for the spirited woman who gives him her trust—and her heart. Grab your copy today! The Time Traveler’s Christmas Rise of a Legend In the Kingdom’s Name
King Robert’s cranky expression was the antithesis of the bubbles effervescing through Christina’s insides. He sat in a padded chair elevated on a small dais with a red carpet runner at his feet and a gold embroidered canopy overhead. The epitome of a king.
In fact, he seemed much more like a grouch rather than a king preparing to celebrate Christmas with a queen who had been returned to him after years in captivity. He drummed his fingers on his armrest. “Lady Christina, I specifically recall saying I wanted to speak with ye alone.”
Lachlan cleared his throat. “Forgive me, but that is my fault, Your Grace.” He moved closer to the red carpet and bowed. “Please allow me to explain. I could not, in good conscience, allow Lady Christina to meet with you alone when I knew full well you’d be discussing her future nuptials. You see, I cannot possibly stand idle while any nuptials are discussed for the woman I love…unless they include me.”
The king threw back his head with a belly laugh. “So ye think ye are worthy of this woman’s hand?”
“Your Grace,” Christina hasted to Lachlan’s side. “This knight, this champion brought Andrew back to us in mind and body, and when no one else thought the lad would amount to anything.”
“That he did,” agreed the king. “But ye are a beautiful woman, Christina. There are many nobles in the kingdom who would vie for your hand.”
“Nay.” Christina shook her head. “I want no other. Ye ken what it is like to suffer alone for years and now I ken my heart. I have given the kingdom a fine heir. Please, Your Grace, allow me to choose love for once in my life.”
Bruce looked to Lachlan and narrowed his eyes. “Do ye aim to marry her?”
He shot a panicked grimace at Christina. She tried to give him a reassuring nod. They’d discussed this. Lachlan knew what to say. In a brash move, he took her hand and threaded his fingers through hers. “I wish to ask your permission for Lady Christina’s hand. I vow to care for her to the best of my ability for the rest of my life.”
The Bruce stroked his fingers down his beard as if considering. “And ye, Christina, are ye absolutely certain this enormous knight is the man to make ye happy for the rest of your days?”
The bubbles nearly effervesced right out of her bodice. “I would have none other.”
“Verra well. I am allowing this union only because Andrew’s oration greatly impressed me this day. My word, if only all my knights would be so forthright, Scotland would rule all of Christendom.” The king rose to his feet. “When shall we celebrate this wedding?”
“Christmas Eve?” Christina and Lachlan said together.
The king looked rather taken aback. “Christ’s birthday? Is that done?”
“Why ever not?” asked Christina. She was growing fond of breaking the mold and doing things otherwise forbidden by outdated and nonsensical rules.
“Hmm. The pair of ye are eccentric, but I like that.” King Robert slapped Lachlan on the shoulder. “Besides, the queen will be over the moon. She is planning to green the castle on the morrow and this will give her even more reason to lavishly spare no expense. I’ll allow the ceremony…afore the feast.”
Christina clapped her hands. “Would Sir Lachlan and I be able to contribute a gift of spectacular boughs for the great hall?”
“A spectacular gift, ye say?” The king arched his eyebrows. “I’m certain Queen Elizabeth would agree. The more boughs, the better.”
About Amy Jarecki: An Amazon bestselling author, Amy Jarecki adores Scotland. Though she now resides in southwest Utah, she received her MBA from Heriot-Watt University in Edinburgh. Winning multiple writing awards, she is focused on the genre of Scottish historical romance. Amy loves to write steamy edge-of-your-seat action adventures with rugged men and fascinating women who weave their paths through the brutal eras of centuries past. Connect with Amy Jarecki: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/amyjarecki/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/amyjarecki Website: http://amyjarecki.com/ Enter Amy’s Giveaway: a Rafflecopter giveaway