Charlotte Ashe’s The Sidhe
As soon as I received the information about The Sidhe by Charlotte Ashe in my email, I knew I had to read it! From the beautiful cover to the fabulous premise, this is a book that I am going to devour and love every minute of it. Charlotte stops by for a super fun interview that I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did asking the questions. Afterwards, read all about this fantastic story, and an excerpt that makes you want to know how Brieden handles his feelings for the sidhe he sees. At the very bottom enter for a chance to win an Interlude Press gift card or one of five copies of the book.
Amanda C. Stone: Good morning Charlotte! I am so excited to have you here today. Are you ready for some fun?
Charlotte Ashe: Hi, Amanda! Thank you so much for having me on your blog today. I am ready to roll up my sleeves and answer your questions!
ACS: Name 3 things on your Bucket List.
CA: Most things on my bucket list involve travel. I’ve seen a bit of the world, but nowhere near enough. The most ambitious thing on my bucket list is probably to visit the 7 wonders of the world, for reasons that are probably self-explanatory (wonders! of the world!).
ACS: Gotta say this trip sounds amazing. You will be taking pictures of all seven right? And the obligatory selfie with your thumb in the way. Or is that just me? What else do you want to achieve?
CA: A roadtrip across the United States is also on my bucket list, though as I get older it has morphed more into a meandering RV trip across the United States, possibly with my cats. Plastic visor, black socks with sandals and a fanny pack are optional.
ACS: You say that like visors and fanny packs are a BAD thing. Why is that? *rummages through fanny pack* Ok, last thing. Where are you going?
CA: Finally, I’ve always wanted to do one of those week-long silent meditation retreats. One without any electronics, books, notebooks, just myself and my thoughts and silent communication with those around me. I find the idea of being silent for so long kind of terrifying, but that’s part of why I want to do it.
ACS: I have to say that I admire you for wanting to do something like this. I’d never be able to go without my books for that long. I could totally do everything else though. Who would you call for bail money?
CA: I would call my very awesome aunt Christine. She has lived a fascinating and unconventional life, and is one of the least judgmental people I know. She’d bail me out in a heartbeat, and probably take me out for a friendly coffee afterward. She’s the kind of person who wouldn’t even insist I talk about the reason I was in jail if I didn’t want to.
ACS: She sounds like a way cool aunt. If your house was on fire and you could grab only 3 things before leaving, what would they be?
CA: This one’s easy. My cats (I have 2), and my laptop. No question.
ACS: Oh kitties. Of course they get saved! Now they want to go on the mythical RV trip while they wait for your house to be rebuilt. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
CA: This is so hard! Honestly, I feel like I need to see more of the world to have a sense of where I’d most like to live. I do know that my preference is for someplace warm and breezy and right on a body of water. Access to a natural body of water is essential to my well-being.
ACS: I love living near water. Lake, river, ocean. Doesn’t matter. I’m with you on that part! If you could have a cocktail with someone from history, what drink would you have? NO! Just kidding. Who would you have a drink with?
CA: I’ll go ahead and answer the fake question and the real one! Assuming the language barrier was navigable.
ACS: Yup. You’re given a handy-dandy universal translator. It’s the upgraded model where slang is translated as well.
CA: I would want a drink with the 19th century Chinese pirate Ching Shih. And I’d want to serve something sweet and modern to thrill (or possibly disgust) her palate, like appletinis or peach sangria.
ACS: Oh! Now that sounds like a fun person to have a drink with. I’d want to ask all kinds of questions about her adventures. Thank you so much for joining me today. It was wonderful having you here! Cheers! *raises appletini*
Since his childhood, Brieden Lethiscir has admired The Sidhe, the beautiful and magical beings native to the Faerie world outside his homeland of Villalu. Though he grew up in a culture accepting of Sidhe enslavement by Villalu’s elite, Brieden finds that he can no longer tolerate the practice when he becomes a steward to Prince Dronyen, who is viciously abusive of his sidhe slave Sehrys. Captivated by the handsome and mysterious sidhe slave, Brieden vows to free and return Sehrys to his homeland.
As they escape the capital and navigate a treacherous path to the border, Breiden and Sehrys grow close. Breiden soon learns both the true power of The Sidhe, and that the world that he thought he knew is not what it once seemed. If they survive to reach the border, he will have to make a choice: the love of his life, or the fate of his world.
The sidhe was tall, supple and lithe, as all sidhe tended to be, with milk-pale skin that glowed like moonlight over lean, taut muscles. Like all the others before him, he was naked, giving potential buyers a full picture of what they were bidding on.
And he was extraordinary, head to toe.
His chin-length hair was violet-red and it gleamed in the afternoon sun. His lips were pink and delicate with a pronounced bow, his nose had a narrow, smooth slope and his eyes…
It wasn’t that they were the most incredible color imaginable: a storm of deep, contrasting, impossible greens unlike any Brieden had ever seen. And it wasn’t that they were large and almond- shaped beneath a fan of plum-colored lashes.
It was that they were full to the brim with life.
Never before had Brieden seen a sidhe slave with such lively and expressive eyes, even as he stood for auction. Those eyes were not dull or defeated in the slightest. Wary, yes, and utterly devoid of trust, but also blazing.
Blazing like the eyes of that sidhe Brieden had seen at the riverbank when he was twelve years old— the only free sidhe Brieden had ever had the chance to behold.
The elf stood on that platform as if he owned it. As if he were judging every human man before him, and not the other way around.
He tucked a lock of hair behind a delicately pointed elfin ear, then jutted his chin to reveal a chiseled jaw that contrasted beautifully against his tender features.
And though he knew it was insane, Brieden was quite sure that he was in love.
Charlotte Ashe is a social worker by day and a writer of romantic fantasy by night. A long-time fan of speculative fiction that skews feminist and features LGBTQ characters, Charlotte loves writing stories that are sexy, heartfelt, and full of magic and adventure. She has put her B.A. in literature and creative writing to use over the years as a writer of online fan-based fiction, and her most popular work has drawn more than one million readers worldwide, been translated into several languages, and been featured in online publications including The Backlot.
Charlotte lives in Portland, Maine and can be found sleeping at the beach all summer and clomping along the cobblestones in her Bean boots all winter, writing fairytales in her head to distract from the cold.
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