Sophie Renwick, who is the go-to lady for dealing with a prince had this to say about the royal protocol: Daegan is warm and accepting, and not easily offended. No protocol as far as he’s concerned, unless of course, Cailleach, his consort and co-ruler of Annwyn comes by, then you have to grovel.
This is my first time with a prince and as he steps in to the Club my heart starts to beat faster and butterflies start to occupy my stomach. I have a smile on my face; “Oh yes, now I know why highlanders have been in my top ten of male species.” But then, to my surprise, not only does prince Daegan show up, he is flanked by another gorgeous highlander, Gabriel Munro and as they walk that confident male walk they stop in front of me and introduce themselves.
OMG, two highlanders! This is such a treat and everyone is going to be surprised tonight when they come to the Club!
I am thrilled to welcome Prince Daegan and Gabriel Munro for another Beefcake Preview Club night. Getting over my initial shock of the view they present I invite them to sit at the bar. “Welcome to the Club and thank you for participating in this endeavor! Can I get you anything from the bar, whiskey, beer, anything else?”
Gabriel seems to be exploring the club before settling down with us…
Daegan: Those are mortal drinks, and I’ve never had them. Ale seems to make the mortal males frisky, so I’ll go with that. A pint of beer, please.
Are you in need of anything else before we kick off this questionnaire?
Daegan: No, just admiring the surroundings.
Daegan and Gabriel, can you give us some details regarding yourself and your story.
Mass Market Paperback: 336 pages
Publisher: NAL Trade (November 3, 2009)
A festive anthology featuring three all-new stories, three sexy Scotsmen, and a magical holiday setting.
An enchanting trio of paranormal Christmas stories:
Dawn Halliday’s Winter Heat…Lost in a blizzard, a young woman casts a spell over the brooding Highland warrior who rescues her.
Cindy Miles’s A Christmas Spirit…A museum curator’s tour of a Scottish castle leads to an unexpected encounter with a dead-sexy spirit.
Sophie Renwick’s Yuletide Enchantment…Passion blooms between an anxious bride-to-be and a dark, sensual stranger from another world.
Daegan: Prince of the Sidhe and Co-ruler of Annwyn
Gabriel: Gabriel Munro
Daegan: winces…nearly five hundred years
Daegan: At first I was wondering which length to measure, but then I was thinking that a nice lass like you would be meaning my height. ;) I’m six four.
Gabriel: 6' 4''
(Leontine: You’ve gotta love ‘em tall *sigh)
• Body build
Daegan: As a Highlander and a Sidhe, I’m built brawny, with wide shoulders and chest and long legs with well muscled thighs. I hope that’s okay for you lasses.
Gabriel: solid, broad-shouldered, heavily muscled, with an intricate Celtic tattoo banded round each bicep.
(Leontine: From first hand expereince I can tell ya they are both lookin' soooo good. They make my hands itch)
Daegan: Long and black
Gabriel: dark, nearly black, long and unruly, half-way to waist, a thin braid twisted at each temple.
Daegan: Typical Sidhe eyes, violet. But I’ve been told they go purple when I’m feeling aroused.
Daegan:Well, I suppose I could be considered intense and single minded when I see something I desire, but then, what man or Sidhe isn’t? I’m also known to be fair, kind and merciful, something that does help me in my role as Prince.
Gabriel: at first, surly, straight-forward, aloof. Once meeting Paige MacDonald? Protective, all-consuming, easy-going, loves to laugh.
• Favorite weapon?
Daegan: without a doubt, magic.
Gabriel: full-length blade.
• Favorite outfit?
Daegan: Trews, a loose shirt, opened at the neck, and a pair of sturdy boots for traveling through the sacred grounds of Annwyn
Gabriel: the Munro plaid: red/black.
(Leontine: I chickened out gals...my heart stuck in my throat I really wanted to ask what he was wearing underneath but his green eyes staring at me made me blush.)
• Turn on?
Daegan: A challenge. And oh a nice mortal female body, all soft and warm and womanly… I also love the way the moonlight illuminates a lass’ face.
Gabriel: Besides Paige MacDonald? A woman who refuses to back down.
• Favorite drink?
Daegan: Milk. I’m sure you’ve all heard what milk and honey does to a virile Faery, especially one with dark Fey blood! ;)
• Guys, to prepare us for the big day of your stories can you give a few quotes that speak of your “typical” behavior/humor/ attitude of yours?
Daegan: “Mine.” Said in regards to Isobel.
“Touch her Cailleach, and you will know the wrath of my black blood.” (Said to Cailleach, my co-ruler when she threatened my mortal, Isobel.
“Daegan, a prince of the woods. A lover come to you in a dream.”
“Better to have one than none at all.” (speaking of my night with Isobel)
Gabriel: “Then we shall see about curbing your growling belly’s appetite, aye?”
“I am just as real as you, lass.”
“Discovery Channel. I watch Craigmire’s tele oft enough.”
“Then you dunna mind spending the Yuletide wi’ a lonely, aged warrior?”
• Do each of you have a one-liner for the ladies?
Daegan: Hmm, I’m not at all versed in seducing mortals, but Isobel does love it when I whisper to her mo muirnin, which means my beloved.
Gabriel: no one-liners are needed. If he desires you, you'll know it by his intense stare.
• If you have one, what is your favorite romantic setting?
Daegan: Definitely in my sacred grove in Annwyn. A perfect, magical spot for romance.
Gabriel: anywhere in the Highland wood, mayhap beneath the moon by the loch.
• What do you consider your personal pros and cons?
Daegan: Well, my good points are that I’m faithful, a fantastic lover, and my magic knows no bounds. My cons….I come with…what’s the modern vernacular? Ah yes, baggage. I come with baggage that is Cailleach, and my duties to Annwyn and the Sidhe.
Gabriel: Con: he's dead, a spirit with no substance, unable to touch or taste. Pros: Once he gives his heart, it's forever. He protects as though he has the strength of a mortal body to do so, and he's the most trustworthy man or spirit alive.
• Where did you sleep last night?
Daegan: In Isobel’s bed, which I moved near the hearth so we could watch the flames.
Gabriel: I never sleep; I sat outside Paige's door.
• What type of woman do you usually fall for?
Daegan:I’ve only ever fell for one, and that’s Isobel, a lovely, lively mortal, and a beautiful highland lass with fire in her blood. She is a good match for me, regardless of her mortality and my immortality.
Gabriel: Before I was murdered? Damn, I was young--anything in a shift I'd warrant. Now? A pixie-like waif no higher than my chest, with shorn fair hair, oddly shaped blue eyes, and enough fire wi' in her soul to keep me warm for eternity.
• Do you have any talents or wish you had a particular one?
Daegan:I sometimes wish I was just a man. Being a prince and immortal has it’s limits, and I’ve grown tired of living half a century alone and without feeling the love of a woman.
Gabriel: (chuckles) Aye, many. Mostly warring talents. I'm fast on foot for my height and mighty wi' the blade. And I can best any man in a game o' Knucklebones.
• When you think of Scotland what comes to mind first?
Daegan: Magical, enchanted forests, and beautiful atmospheric mist.
• What are your plans for tomorrow?
Daegan: Isobel and I will be leaving the Highlands and Annwyn. It’s a price I’ve paid in order to be with Isobel. I’ll be forging a new life, but I’m not afraid. I have Isobel.
Gabriel: On the morrow I shall spend it walkin' through Gorloch's wood wi' Paige, watchin' her eat, and starin' at every inch of her. Christ, I'd give anythin' to simply touch her hair...
• Who can wake you up in the middle of the night and for what?
Daegan: Isobel, and she can wake me up for anything her wee heart desires. Although, I will confess to hoping it’s for a long bout of loving.
• What are you listening to?
Gabriel: Paige's steady, even breathing as she slumbers. The wind as it whistles through cracks in the stone walls. The fire cracklin'. Paige's belly growlin'-again. ((chuckles)
Wooing the ladies with an excerpt:
Excerpt from Cindy Miles A CHRISTMAS SPIRIT:
Gabriel stood mere yards from the girl. He could sense her urgency, yet he found himself unable to answer her calls. ’Twas as if his bloody tongue was tied. While she couldn’t see in the darkness, he could, and verra clear. While the blackness covered him, he boldly studied the quiet lass from America.
A wee thing, she came no higher than his chest. Hair the color of straw was shorn at a sharp angle and swung at her jaw. No wonder he’d no’ seen it earlier, when she’d worn her hat. Wide blue eyes stood in stark comparison to her fair skin and pixielike features. White, straight teeth worried her full bottom lip, and those large eyes shifted left, then right, trying to see in the dark. She wrapped her slender arms about herself, slowly spun in a circle, and heaved a sigh.
Then, she stopped, faced him, and sucked in a startled breath. Her eyes, which appeared to be locked with his, widened to a frightening width, and she swore.
Only then did Gabriel realize the bloody lights had come back on.
She probably thought he was a lunatic.
Slowly, she began to back away from him. “Um, I was calling for you,” she said, a slight quiver in her voice. Her eyes traveled the length of him, and then she glanced behind her, taking a few more hesitant steps.
“Aye, I heard,” he stammered. Damnation, he hadn’t meant for her to catch him looking at her so closely. He cocked his head as she continued to walk backward, seemingly toward the front entranceway.
“Why are you dressed like that?” she asked, her voice now barely above a whisper.
Gabriel frowned and glanced down at himself. The conjured image of his modern garb was gone, leaving him in his usual form of clothes: his plaid, boots, and sword.
She turned and ran for the door.
And then everything that followed happened so bloody fast, he’d not been able to stop it.
Paige MacDonald reached the door. “I’ve, uh, changed my mind,” she said without turning round. “No problem, seriously. I’ll come for my stuff tomorrow. They’re expecting me in Inverness, so I’ll just go there. Um, thanks for the room.” Her hand turned the door handle.
“Wait,” Gabriel said. “Ms. MacDonald—”
“Bye!” And with that, she opened the door and launched herself out into the storm.
Gabriel swore under his breath and took off after her. A nighttime blizzard and she didna even have on her bloody coat! The snow had turned into a solid wall of blinding white. She’d get lost in no time. Damnation, he was going to strangle Craigmire when his skinny arse returned! Leaving him here alone was naught but trouble!
He didna get far before he saw Paige ahead of him, head down against the flurry, hurrying down the snow-covered lane. The wind blew the white flakes furiously, and Gabriel jogged right through it. Taking longer strides, he caught up with her. “Ms. MacDonald—”
The girl hollered and took off. Gabriel raced ahead of her, stopped, and crossed his arms over his chest. “Cease!” he shouted in his most commanding voice.
Just then, she tripped and pitched forward.
In the dark, Paige MacDonald’s eyes widened as she fell straight through him.
A muffled thud sounded when she hit the ground, and Gabriel turned. The girl lay still as death in the snow, her black jumper covered in icy flakes. Kneeling beside her, Gabriel leaned close and inspected her. A small bit of red tinged the snow. The crazy girl had hit her head running from him.
With a string of foul words, he leaned over next to her ear and hollered. “Get up, lass! Now!”
Sophie Renwick, a quick question before I head back to the guys can you give us an anecdote regarding Prince Daegan while writing up his story?
Sophie: Daegan was so easy to write, and I loved that he was an uncle to Bran who will be the hero in Velvet Haven. It was Daegan’s view of Annwyn that helped me set up the world, and gave me understanding of the old ways, and what Annwyn was.
I hope you enjoyed your time here at the Club Daegan and Gabriel, the ladies appreciate it more than I can express!
Yeah, this sounds so fucked up. Tristan and Sam are trying to cough cover their hilarious laughing in the back...
Anyway, here are the cocktails:
1 1/2 oz Scotch Whiskey
1 oz butterscotch schnapps
1 1/2 oz Crown Royal
1 oz peach schnapps
1/2 oz raspberry liquer
1 oz cranberry juice
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