Today, I’m turning my blog over to my friend and sister author, Daisy Banks, who has brought along the characters from her newest release, A PERFECT MATCH. Sit back and enjoy as Daisy whisks us to a futuristic world and introduces a truly unique couple:
Thank you so much for inviting me onto the blog, Mae. I am still celebrating the release of my new story A Perfect Match, published by Taliesin Publishing.
This is the longest story I have ever written and a step toward a new genre for me as it has a touch of sci-fi about it. I found this story very hard to classify into one genre. It is a kind of romance, a love story, set in a futuristic world very different from our own. There are elements of a dystopian society and a lot of political maneuvering happens to keep my lead characters safe. I had a lot of fun writing this cross genre story.
I’ve decided to post an interview with Anwell and Varon, the hero and heroine in A Perfect Match.
This interview takes place in the story, so this is an excerpt too. I hope readers enjoy it.
Interview with Varon and Anwell.
Varon and Anwell sat enjoying the evening temperature and the sounds of the small fountain in the miniature lily ponds until Drimit announced their guest. Varon rose to welcome the reporter Nathan.
“I can’t tell you how grateful I am, Commander. You’ve a beautiful home.” Nathan took a seat opposite them. His pale blue gaze locked on Anwell. He gawked to the extent he almost missed grasping the goblet of water one of the slaves presented.
“I’m sure you’ll find ample ways to show your gratitude, my friend. Would you like some images first, or shall we answer your questions?” He stifled a chuckle at the reporter’s rapt gaze on his wife.
“If you don’t mind.” Nathan took a sip of his water, coughed and found his voice. “I’d prefer images at the end of the interview, if that’s agreeable to you both.”
“Of course.” Anwell settled back in her seat.
Varon glanced over, and she wore the bewitching sweet smile he found so alluring. “This, Nathan, is my wife, Lady Anwell.”
Nathan shoved the carved crystal water cup down, rose and offered a clumsy bow.
If Varon hadn’t known better he’d have laid good coin on this male having Netherling heritage.
“Lady Anwell, it’s a great privilege to meet you,” the reporter said.
“Thank you, but do sit and relax, Nathan. Varon and I, we’re all yours for the next hour.”
“There has been much interest in you in the city, my lady, since the announcement of your marriage to the commander. I’m honored to have this opportunity to talk with you.”
“It’s a pleasure. Varon and I know there has been a great deal of interest. Under the circumstances, it’s not surprising.”
Her smile could have melted the ice dragons of the Tranquil Crest, the first cold world he ever found. “Anwell is a phenomenon, Nathan. A female who has given up much to offer the people hopes for the future.”
The reporter nodded. He made a dashed line of notes. “Has it been difficult for you to adjust to life outside the Temple, my lady? Many Astans believe it must have been a great shock to be removed from the Temple precinct at your age.”
“Yes, the first day or two were very strange. I’ve just begun to explore life in the city,” she said and placed her hand on Varon’s. “But my husband has helped me so much.”
The memory of their first conversation in the litter splashed over him. How could I have been so cruel? He lifted her palm and placed a kiss on it. “My wife, I wish I could have given you as much as you deserve.” His assessment of her response found no resentment.
Tonight, her hazel eyes glowed, shining like pools of water in the stone cliffs at the nuptial retreat. He turned back, but not before deciding he would find a way to make his wife forget he once threatened to send her to the house in the mountains to live alone.
The reporter flashed a glance his way. “And you, Commander? If I may ask, did you find it difficult to surrender a bachelor’s life for that of a married man? Some say twenty-eight is far too young to be married. How do you feel about such statements, sir?”
“Anwell and I feel we’ve been blessed by the gods,” he said. “I am luckier than other males, but the populace already knows this. Of course, I recognize such an experience can’t be guaranteed for all. I am honored to be entrusted with Anwell by the gods and Lord Chardel.
“As to twenty eight being too young, I don’t think so. Anwell and I will have more time together than most Astan couples. The pleasures of the life of a bachelor have their charms, but I’ve discovered being a husband is a superior occupation. Is that enough for your readers, Nathan?”
The reporter nodded with a gulp. “Yes, sir. My thanks for your candor.”
Daisy Banks whisks you into a futuristic world, where you might fight for water, or offer up your freedom and become a slave for the promise of enough to drink. Passion and politics ripple through A Perfect Match where the enmity between the government leader, Lord Chardel and Commander Varon, head of the Astan water acquirement fleet, is at flashpoint.
The enforced marriage of Anwell Nastor, a young Temple adept, to Commander Varon, not only breaks Astan religious rules, but could break untried hearts. This cruel ploy meant to silence Varon’s opposition to current circumstances in the city-state brings unexpected results. Through careful manipulation of the news links, Varon and his bride become the city’s most adored couple, but danger shadows their steps.
Join Anwell and Varon as they discover the power of A Perfect Match on their perilous journey in a world full of dangers and political intrigue.
Daisy Banks writes sensual and spicy romance in the Historical, Paranormal and Fantasy genres. An obsessive writer, Daisy is passionate about her stories. Her focus is to offer the best tale she can to readers. Daisy is married, with two grown up sons. She lives with her husband in a converted chapel in Shropshire, England.
Antiques and collecting entertain Daisy when she isn’t writing.