Until Sirocco Wind from the East. I had to make an exception in this case. Our pastor’s wife is the author. And as I delved into its pages, I decided maybe I should read more Medieval fiction. At least of this series by Virginia Ann Work.
I may not have understood all the Medieval terms (I didn’t discover the glossary until I reached the end), but the story drew this farm girl into the world of knights and castles so much that I had to remember to come out of the thick of a sword fight to wait on my customers!
I could tell it wasn’t just a sugar-coated tale of knights in shining armor. There were years of research behind the easy use of words I’d never heard of. Not to mention the Biblical truths so skillfully woven into the tale. Pride isn’t an easy thing to talk about when you’re dealing with princes and knights. But Virginia Work teaches lessons through her stories in a way you will neither skim over nor forget.
The only thing I didn’t like about Sirocco Wind from the East? The next book in the series–Mistral Wind from the North–isn’t finished yet. I think I’ll offer to be a proof-reader…
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