Though lovers be lost love shall not.
, Evernight readers! I am thrilled to be blogging at Evernight’s, especially since Book 3 of The Mercenary Tales, The Lost Mercenary, releases today! Spain
Blurb: All he ever wanted was a family and some land for farming. Instead, his dreams were ripped at the seams by a ruthless king. Choosing to become a mercenary, Gregorii has roamed the land clinging to a past he thought long gone until Emmeline stumbled onto his path. Now, his dreams resurface and hope re-emerges. The only problem is Emmeline’s defiance.
Emmeline has a secret. An important secret. A dangerous secret. Few know her mission. Fewer know her past. When Gregorii turns up in her life, past, present and future unite and her whole world threatens to crumble.
How long will she be able to hide the truth from him? How long will her heart resist the inevitable?
Emmeline and Gregorii have been fighting it for years, you know, that pull we all feel sometimes. The warm fuzzy jittery feeling that rolls around in our stomach, dries our mouth and makes it hard to breathe. That thing which some call love, others romance, and others a mere chemical reaction. It doesn’t really matter what you call it, it’s going to be there whether you want it or not. At some point in your life, even if it’s through a film, a book, or a song, romance is going to make an appearance.
The Merriam-Webster online dictionary gives several definitions for “romance” but in essence, it is a love affair, a love story. Romance is something spiritual, physical and emotional. It is a bond. It is an adventure you set out to explore with hesitant steps. Romance is experiencing fear. Romance is taking pleasure from being alive.
Romance can be sexual, kinky, erotic but it can also be pure, innocent, something purely mental. As a matter a fact, romance used to stand for chivalric adventures. During the medieval period, romance between a knight and his lady was usually something idealized. It was the idea of winning the ladies’ favour or love what spurred the knight to do great deeds. There was nothing sexual or physical in that action and both of them new it was a utopia, yet it was there.
Romance can also be tragic and painful. Loving is easy, but hard to sustain through the years. Sometimes, it is unrequited, it fails miserably, and you have to start all over again.
Some would say that in this 21st century with all the gadgets and nifty applications we live with romance is long gone. I tend to disagree quite strongly. Romance runs through our veins. It is an inherent part of being human, it is an idea we’ve toyed with since forever.
Look around you, romance can be found in that stolen kiss under the moonlight, in the gentle squeeze of entwined hands, in that text message that reads “thinking of you”, in that fleeting gaze across a room full of people. It might seem like we’re too busy in our digital world to care for romance, but it’s still there. Romance is a gesture, an emotion, a sensation that differs from one person to the next but is present nonetheless, you just have to look carefully.
Elyzabeth M. VaLey