The Guardians of Sherwood Trilogy
Raised in the kitchens of Nottingham Castle, Wren has no idea she is the daughter of the legendary Robin Hood until she is summoned to Sherwood Forest. Since Robin's death many years before, the resistance against Norman tyranny has been upheld by a magical triad, but now one of the guardians has died. With two young men, Sparrow and Martin, Wren must form a new triad with a bond strong enough to defend Sherwood's magic. To one of them, she will also give her heart.
From the moment Wren bursts into his life, Sparrow loves her. But he knows she may choose his lifelong rival, Martin, as her mate. Martin wants Wren also, but Sparrow fears Martin is driven not by love but by ambition. When Martin is captured and held at Nottingham Castle, will the conflict between love and duty destroy the triad?
In the gathering gloom, the man looked tall and slender, a shadow seen only indistinctly. But she knew him, had seen him numerous times in both dream and imagination.
A sob burst from her throat. “You are dead.”
“But I live on, here in Sherwood. That to which we give our love in life is never lost.”
Rennie continued to examine him through narrowed eyes. This must be how he had looked at the time of his death, strong and handsome, vital as the forest itself.
“Long have I tried to reach you, Daughter, to tell you the importance of your place here.”
There, he had said it: daughter. A chill chased its way through Rennie’s limbs.
“Wren, life is a series of cycles. The flesh rises and falls as do the stars in the sky; the spirit endures. The three of you—Sparrow, Martin, and yourself—must prepare to take your places on the wheel.”
“It is not fair,” Rennie cried, suddenly aware of how much she would have liked knowing this man.
“It is not fair,” he agreed, “when a child is born into serfdom, an old woman bled to death for the king’s taxes, or the father of a family deprived of his hand, so those he loves must starve. There is but one thing fair about our world.”
“And what is that?”
“That love does not die, but rides the wheel and goes around until it meets again with those who love. You must do as you must do. Keep the magic strong.”