Hearts under siege

THE clatter of kitchen pots quietened as Mawgan came in. Even servants farthest from the door stopped their chatter to hear what news he brought. But Deb only became aware of him later. “I’m glad to s

JEM looked back through the trees just once as he was marched from Chy Noweth. Catching sight of Annet’s slender figure among those anxiously huddled on the steps had an oddly comforting effect, for i

Civil War IT was a bright morning. Annet took her young son by the hand and led him to where his new clothes were spread. Harry’s aunt Grace and his grandfather were there, as were so many helpers. Ha

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LADY Annet fell silent beside Denzil Raymont on their way back from Pendennis Castle. A salt sea-breeze blowing about the cart made her draw her cloak tighter. They’d spoken to Sir John Arundell as sh

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby