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Krish Nayar is damp. He's cold. He's an American lost in the foggy woods of Wales and sporting a sprained ankle. When a handsome renaissance faire player in shining armor, Bleddyn ap Rhys, rescues Krish from stumbling around and getting even more lost, Krish thinks his prayers are answered. At least until Bleddyn brings him to Castle Gwydir, where everyone lives like it really is Medieval Wales, no one knows what an iPhone or indoor plumbing is, and where, by all accounts, the year is 1626. Traveling four hundred years into the past is improbable, but apparently not impossible. Learning to fit…mehr

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Krish Nayar is damp. He's cold. He's an American lost in the foggy woods of Wales and sporting a sprained ankle. When a handsome renaissance faire player in shining armor, Bleddyn ap Rhys, rescues Krish from stumbling around and getting even more lost, Krish thinks his prayers are answered. At least until Bleddyn brings him to Castle Gwydir, where everyone lives like it really is Medieval Wales, no one knows what an iPhone or indoor plumbing is, and where, by all accounts, the year is 1626. Traveling four hundred years into the past is improbable, but apparently not impossible. Learning to fit in with medieval Welshmen is difficult, but not impossible. What's impossible is Krish not losing his heart to gallant Bleddyn in a time when, if acted on, their love means a death sentence.
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E. L. Phillips was born in the Bronx, raised in Brooklyn, and has an attitude to match. After four years in a fancy-pants arts college, E. L. obtained a bachelor's degree that hasn't been used to pay a single bill, including the astronomical student loan debt attending such a fancy-pants arts college incurred. It should be known that E. L. sometimes hates writing, but alwaysloves having written, and has spent many an hour daydreaming about novels published, accolades won, and royalty checks cashed. Ca-ching! That private island in the Mediterranean won't buy itself, after all.