Dear Reader, Llangorfan is a modern day ghostly romance, partly set in an old Welsh mansion, rather fancifully known locally as a castle. This is the story of a woman whose life seems to mirror that of another girl, a girl who lived there nearly two hundred years before, some of her thoughts and emotions brought into the present day when our heroine finds some dusty old letters tied into bundles with faded ribbons. Cadi is of Welsh extraction, she is independent and reserved, but passionate in Andreas’ arms. He is obsessed, as only a Cypriot can be, by his belief that she has betrayed him and intent on revenge. From a foggy, haunted Welsh castle, to the warm sun of Cyprus this couple have so much to overcome, before finding happiness. His search for revenge, the marriage he forces upon her and his cold, calculating search for complete control. Her reserve and inability to show him her love, coupled with a streak of defiance, fuel the blaze. But with a little help from a good friend, and a friendly ghost, they eventually find
happiness. Excerpt: “Cadi felt lightheaded, almost in a dream. Then she saw it, off to one side dimly through the oncoming rain, a coach, beyond which she could sense the stamping team of horses. Its door was being held open by a liveried manservant and a large man descended, tall, cloaked, he exuded an aura of confidence and power. She watched, mesmerised as he turned and helped a small figure out of the carriage, a young woman, tiny beside him, slim and pale. As her feet touched the floor she immediately pulled away from him as if in defiance, stepping out towards the castle looking up at it’s grim facade. The wind whipped the hood of her cloak back and Cadi could see she had dark hair, almost black. Just then a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the building for a stark second. Something startled the girl, maybe the sudden revelation of the grim gothic spires or maybe it was the sudden flash and crack of the lightning. Cadi watched entranced as the slim figure turned and fled into the arms of the tall man, he drew her closer into the folds of his cloak before guiding her forward towards the now opening door of the castle. Something in the way she moved, almost reluctantly, made Cadi shudder. Then it was gone and there was nothing more to see but the open door of the castle and Andreas at her side hurrying her towards the light and warmth.” Note from the author: The ‘castle’ that inspired this story lies not far from my home and is more of a gothic house than a bona-fide Welsh castle. As I wandered its grounds I began to imagine what it must have been like to live there, to maybe sweep down the steps to the garden, lifting the heavy skirts of a period gown. Would my heroine have been alone, or would she be followed? I imagined a tall man, austere of countenance, a lover maybe or a husband, angry at some transgression yet to be imagined. So you see I have to confess, this story is not the one I set out to write that day, but a modern paced contemporary romance. The girl I imagined that first day is there though, woven through the story, her spirit and the letters she read and wrote during her lifetime play an integral part in its outcome. Think of this as her debut, a prelude to her own story, which will follow very soon. kindest regards Maggie P
Shelfari edited the description of Llangorfan Sunday, March 25, 2012.