Dance with the Fae
Years ago I had a dream and the only thing I could remember was a woman asleep on a bed surrounded by velvet and silk curtains that stretched up fat higher than was realistic. I had her in the back of my mind for years, occasionally wondering who she was and how she got there. After writing Daughter of the Sea and The Promise Tree, both which had non-human love interests coming into my characters’ ordinary lives, I wanted to send a human protagonist out of their comfort zone and into a completely different world. The idea of the sleeping sickness (a real pandemic) having a magical cause occurred to me sometime during Covid and the story evolved from there.
You just need to let yourself believe the truth…
1919 May Day
Kit Arton-Price should be celebrating. It’s his engagement party and, unlike many young men of his generation, he survived The Great War. Whilst his fiancée, Adelaide, is dancing with one of their guests, the enigmatic Mr Wilde, the scars on Kit’s face bear the heavy toll of battle – and the scars on his heart bear a secret he’s been forced to carry in silence.
In the morning, Adelaide cannot be woken and the village doctor declares it’s the mystifying ‘Sleeping Sickness’ – an unexplainable epidemic affecting society.
But there is more to this sickness than first appears and it’s not long before Kit is lured into a strange new realm. One of magic and danger. The realm of the fae…
