DOWNFALL OF CORNWALL by Tracy Cooper-Posey
Once and Future Hearts. Book 8.0
Ancient Historical Fantasy Romance
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Can Anwen help Sagramore find a way out of the darkness?
Sagramore and Tristan are closer than brothers, sharing wine, women and an affinity for feral, furious fighting. As heir to both the King of the Magyars and the Eastern Roman throne, Sagramore is an outsider who has never been fully accepted by King Arthur’s court, or King Mark’s either.
Calm, composed Anwen Idria, oldest daughter of the King of Strathclyde, is adored by all of Camelot the moment she arrives. She refuses the attention of the passionate, fiery Sagramore, for his wildness and blistering emotions remind her too much of her father, a former slave called Idris the Slayer, who terrifies her.
When Tristan becomes obsessed with his uncle’s new Queen, Iseult, and sinks into a black maw of hate and bitterness, Sagramore must avoid being pulled in with him, for Tristan’s attachment to Iseult, a Princess of Ireland, threatens the peace of Arthur’s Britain. Can Anwen help Sagramore find a way out of the darkness? Or will the shadows which loom over Britain consume them all?
This story is part of the historical fantasy romance series, Once and Future Hearts, set in Britain during the time of King Arthur.
1.0 Born of No Man
2.0 Dragon Kin
3.0 Pendragon Rises
3.5 Once and Future Hearts Box One
4.0 War Duke of Britain
5.0 High King of Britain
6.0 Battle of Mount Badon
6.5 Once and Future Hearts Box Two
7.0 Abduction of Guenivere
8.0 Downfall of Cornwall
8.1 Touch by Maen Llia
9.0 Vengeance of Arthur
9.5 Once and Future Hearts Box Three
10.0 Grace of Lancelot
11.0 The Grail and Glory
12.0 Camlann
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The idea to feature the maze of people around the main figures is fresh and appealing. While all the well known and loved are there, this writer goes beyond the norm and has created interesting and believable characters to enjoy. Recommended from an avid romance reader, you will love these new characters and their world.
I thoroughly enjoyed this tale with Camelot as the backdrop for the intrigue, deceit, romance and deadly politics. Tracy embroiders a beautiful tapestry of deepest emotions and desires and wrong choices, that could potentially destroy an entire kindom, still balanced fragiley on the idea of peace. Sagramore, pretty much the outcast and Anwen are sucked into a potentially life threatening and kingdom destroying plot. As their secret and tender love unfolds, so does the terrible deceit around them, pulling them under. The end had me smiling through tears. I am pleased to report this story has a happy ending for some involved. I do strongly recommend reading the series in order, to fully understand the full picture. Well done on another stunning story in the series Tracy!!
This is another great book in the series by Tracy. The story of deceit, intrigue, jealousy, hate and love is so well woven that it flows effortlessly. The alliances needed to keep Camelot secure and strong is the back drop of this exciting next chapter in the all encompassing storyline. The main characters, Anwen and Sagramore, are entwined in every aspect of the underlying movements within the kingdom and, in the end, they are finally able to declare their love and find their happiness through all the intrigue and deceit. Fantastic book that again shows what a strong, dedicated writer Tracy is. I cannot wait for the next book in this series.
Downfall of Cornwall is the eighth book of Tracy Cooper-Posey’s “Once and Future Hearts” series. As in the previous books of this series; Tracy again has brought the story alive and you can't help but tumble head first into the story and not stop reading till the end.
If you enjoy the the story of Camelot, this is a great series to get into and it's best to start from the first book.
This book was an excellent read as the previous books in this collection were. Arthur's court have a lot of secrets & not so secret tales, lies, goings on & happenings. Behind the large gates/doors that kept them inside the domain.
Anwen for one didn't like to be kept inside by her parents or anyone else, she ws a strong minded young woman who I loved. She seemed to have her heart & her mind somewhere else, mainly in the Sagramore camp, & I think he felt the same way.
Oh I love these books I'm reading about Arthur & what he's going through, even though I know from books of old, but then with Tracy's writing, it is so easy o get distracted.
So all in all I think I've gone off book here & fallen for Anwen & Sagramore so can't give a proper review.
I loved it.
I couldn't put the book down! I love the unpredictable nature of the writing of Tracy Cooper-Posey. I couldn't wait to see how the overall plot would affect the main characters and where their journey would lead them as well.
What a roiling adventure of family, political and royal intrigue! The personal history and political wedding environment in Camelot provided plenty of challenges for these two interesting characters and made their love story so rewarding.
I'm familiar with the names in Arthurian legend, but not the stories, so I enjoy the unfolding overarching tale of the High King's life and his influences on the way of life in Britain so long ago. I found that interest or knowledge of Arthurian legend is not a prerequisite for getting hooked on this series.
I have read all the books in the series as soon as they were released... (yes they are THAT GOOD!) which unfortunately has meany a gap between books rather than my usual binge reading of an engrossing series like this. Despite a shoddy memory I was quickly immersed back in Arthurian times with great reference lists to help track the rich tapestry of characters if I couldn't remember where a character fitted in...taking into account there are generations by book #8!
I highly recommend reading this book and especially the series in correct order.
The story is well-known enough so you know how it's gonna end right? The magic in the series is that it's the eighth instalment and I still wait expectant to the end 😅😄😄. I really feel with the characters, and I reeeally like how wholesome the relationship between the main characters is, very untoxic, always relatable. The fine research and superb writing and don't hurt either. Can't wait for the next in the series.
Wonderful continuation of the series. The storytelling continues to be excellent and keep you enthralled. The new couple for this book are just as well done as the previous couples.
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EXCERPT FROM DOWNFALL OF CORNWALL
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2020
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Dinadan was matching Tristan cup for cup. Normally, Sagramore would have tried his best to do the same. It was a matter of pride to drink as much as Tristan, the adored son of Kernow.
But not tonight.
He sat at his usual seat, uninterested in eating but not drawn to drinking, either.
Tristan slapped his cup upon the table, sloshing the contents. “The red head. That one. At the Lothian table. He keeps staring at me.”
“They’re all red heads from Lothian,” Dinadan pointed out. “Makes one wonder what they have in the waters there, hmm? Which one is staring at you?”
“That one with the baby face.”
“That’s Gareth. Really? He’s is the youngest…”
“No, not the one who grins all the time. The one with the beard.”
“Agravaine,” Dinadan supplied. “He’s mean when in his cups, I hear tell.”
Tristan snorted. “I could take him.”
“You could,” Dinadan said judiciously. “Would you care to, though?”
Sagramore recognized that Dinadan was rousing Tristan’s temper, hoping to see Tristan launch himself into action. Dinadan was clever in that way. He knew exactly the right words to stir a man. He was also bored, sitting here in Camelot day after day. He spent his time coaxing others into providing him with entertainment and distraction.
Sagramore ignored the two bantering beside him. He checked the level of the wine in his cup, thinking to distract himself for another empty moment by sorting through the flasks upon the table for the fullest, the one with the darker wine that reminded him somewhat of the wines in his father’s kingdom. Only his cup was already full.
The woman in green—blue, he corrected himself—was speaking with Arthur now, in an easy manner which reminded Sagramore of the way she had spoken to the three of them on the road this morning. She knew her own mind and did not bother to dissemble.
And why was he thinking of that ignominious moment again?
Anwen of Strathclyde, daughter of King Idris. Sagramore had learned her name just by asking a woman at the next table for the name of the color she wore, as Anwen and her family approached the High King.
A daughter of Strathclyde is the last woman you should look at twice, my friend, Tristan had said and although he had mostly been in jest, he had been more correct than any of them had guessed.
Dinadan bumped his shoulder against Sagramore’s, to snag his attention. “You watch her rather too closely,” he murmured.
“I’ve no intention of watching you. She is at least easy on the eyes.”
“Very,” Dinadan said, smiling. “But only from a distance. You have learned who she is, now?”
Sagramore lifted his cup. “I have.” He took a mouthful he did not want.
“Yet still you watch.” Dinadan’s voice remained low. Despite his love of jest and laughter and his penchant for stirring mischief at every turn, Dinadan could be remarkably sensitive to the mood of others. Or perhaps that was why he was so good at coaxing people into trouble for his own entertainment.
“Yet, still I watch,” Sagramore said in agreement. Only, why did he watch? He could not answer that question even for himself.
Dinadan drank deeply and reached for a jug to refill his cup. “Her father was a slave, did you know?”
Sagramore drew in a startled breath and glanced at Dinadan, betraying his surprise.
Dinadan nodded. “The Saxons captured him when he was a babe. Even he cannot remember where he came from, except that it was somewhere in the south, where the Saxons constantly roamed back then. Lot of Lothian bought him from the Saxons when he was a child, kept him enslaved and made him fight for Lothian. He was their champion, the Slayer, until Arthur learned of his status and freed him, and made him one of his own captains and sent him north. As soon as Arthur was crowned, the first thing he did was make Idris King of Strathclyde.”
Sagramore did not ask where Dinadan had learned this, or if it was true or even if the facts had been embroidered in order to make a good story. Dinadan had a way of finding out the bone-deep truth of things.
Dinadan took a mouthful of his freshened drink. “If Idris has any interest in preserving his family’s elevated status, he’ll be looking for a match for his daughter with one of the old tribes.” His tone was conversational. “The more venerable and celebrated the clan, the better.”
“And I am a foreigner from the east,” Sagramore concluded. He shrugged. “All I do is look. There is no harm in that.”
Yet he felt bitterness pooling in his belly, anyway. He made himself look away from the King’s table and the pretty blue color which kept drawing his gaze each time she moved.
