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Medieval Monday | A WAGER FOR THE WIDOW by Elisabeth Hobbes

Welcome back to Medieval Monday and week six of our theme of "Family." My guest today is the wonderful Elisabeth Hobbes! She's sharing a snippet from her book, A Wager for the Widow. And if you're following along with mine, hop on over to Elisabeth's blog here and leave a comment there, too.


Will and Rob exchanged a glance of surprise at Edmund’s words.

‘It would do Eleanor some good to be reminded that she’s a woman. She has been widowed so long I fear she has forgotten,’ Edmund explained. ‘She’s had a sad life,’ he said sorrowfully.

‘Here’s the target for our next wager,’ Rob crowed delightedly.

‘No, it isn’t,’ Will said sternly. ‘I’m done with all that and, even if I weren’t, I’m not putting my position here in jeopardy. I’ve worked too hard to get it.’

‘That would be the challenge, of course: to charm her without causing any risk to yourself.’ Rob smiled.

‘Coaxing a serving girl between the sheets is one thing. I have no intention of risking Sir Edgar’s rage by seducing his daughter,’ Will insisted.

‘I wouldn’t want her seduced completely,’ Edmund protested quickly. ‘I wouldn’t play games with her virtue so carelessly. A kiss, though, that would be a different matter and one that is unlikely to endanger your employment.’

‘A single kiss? That’s hardly any challenge,’ Will scoffed. He looked once more to where Lady Peyton sat staring solemnly at the fireplace. Her slender form was in silhouette and Will could make out the shape of the contours he had so recently held close. He remembered the purse of her lips as she had glared at him. Would they be as soft to kiss as he imagined them to be? A prickle of excitement ran down his spine at the thought.

Edmund eyed him for a moment. A familiar mocking glint flashed across his eyes. He stood up, wobbling slightly, and patted Will on the back. ‘Your limited charms won’t be enough to win my sister over anyhow. She’d never look twice at you.’

Is Will going to rise to the bait? Read next week’s excerpt on Ashley York’s blog to discover the answer.

For the previous excerpt visit



"I suppose a kiss of gratitude is out of the question?" Widowed Lady Eleanor Peyton has chosen a life of independence. Living alone on her rocky coastal outcrop, she's cut herself off from the world of men—until William Rudhale saves her life and demands a kiss! As steward to Lady Eleanor's father, Will knows the desire he burns with is futile—but he'll still wager he can claim Eleanor's kiss by midwinter. Yet when the tide turns Will realizes vulnerable Eleanor is far too precious to gamble with. Can he win his lady before it's too late?

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