Is Caden too good to be true?
Hello and thank you for hosting me today. It’s a little overwhelming at times, when I stop and think about the fact that my second book has, in fact, been released. I still giggle to myself when I think about the fact that I’m a real, published author; something that has always been a dream for me. Writing has been my escape since childhood, and each of my characters holds a very dear place in my heart, mostly for who and what they represent to me.
Caden, who at times has been referred to as too good to be true, is a character who is filled with quiet strength and bitter indignation. He chooses his battles carefully, but I think it’s very important for readers to take a moment and think about why he might do so. He has no status, no place to return to if things go sour, and only his father who might help him, and even that he can’t be certain of.
Caden is also someone who takes his time before making up his mind about people. Given that he has been judged by his mismatched eyes for all of his life, he isn’t quick to be so judgmental of others. He takes his time and he watches, and he looks to see if the hidden good might outweigh a crusty or snarky exterior. In the key moments when he needs to stand his ground, he does so, and I think that is the important thing to notice about him.
In Guitars and Cages, I’d set out to show a character, in Asher, who was always poised to fight at the drop of a hat, using it as a shield and at times even a solution to just about everything. In Caden, I wanted to show the opposite. I wanted a character who could win over others with his words and deeds. Someone who could display a different kind of strength and vulnerability, while still being a hero.
Thank you so much for having me here today. I truly appreciate the opportunity.
Title: Broken Prince, Mismatched Eyes
Author: Layla Dorine
Genre: Gay romance, fantasy, historical
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
All of his life, Caden DeMott’s mismatched eyes have made him the target of superstition and scorn. Though he is the son of a nobleman, he’s been allowed to run free over the hills and moors, mostly ignored by his family. No one ever thought to inform him that he had been betrothed since infancy, until the day his fiancé, Prince Rhys Gwyther arrived to marry him.
Rhys is the prince of the small island country of Mauritania, a land rich in gems, rose oil, and pearls, but poor in skilled artisans and seeds to grow crops. In order to further cement the trade route to the mainland, he’s been sent to marry a man he’s never met, and bring him back to Mauritania. Unfortunately, an accident years before has left Rhys with a lot of emotional baggage and very little trust in strangers.
But trust is exactly what Caden and Rhys are going to need if they are to make a life together, and help unravel the mystery of who’s been smuggling valuable gems and pearls off the island. Add in the realization that Caden’s stepmother, Mildred and her island representative, Maxwell, have been importing inferior goods for years, forcing Mauritania to become more dependent on them, and trust becomes even more difficult.
Caden possesses the knowledge to finally allow Rhys’ father to unravel the plot to ruin Mauritania, but only if the king and his son are willing to put their faith in Caden’s loyalty to his new home. Something that is difficult to do after Caden is accused of cheating on his marriage vows to Rhys with his guard, Luc. Will Rhys believe him innocent? Or will their marriage be over before it truly has a chance to begin?
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Rhys paused his rubbing to extract the shirt from Caden’s hand. He placed it back on the trunk and picked up the shirt Caden had tried on first. “There was nothing wrong with this one,” he commented, handing it back to him. “It matched your eyes.”
“But….” Caden frowned, glancing over his shoulder at Rhys, confusion in his eyes.
“You didn’t like that shirt on the ship,” Caden reminded him.
“It wasn’t that I didn’t like it.” Rhys sighed and slid his hand down Caden’s back. “It was just that I wanted you wear something more extravagant the first time the people saw you.”
Caden ducked his head. “I’m sorry if I embarrass you by not having many fancy things.”
Rhys felt the tension in his husband’s body and knew he was a big part of the cause. Caden had come such a long way from home, all alone, without even a familiar guard or manservant for companionship. It hadn’t really hit him until he’d woken that morning to find Petyr laying out his clothes. It was odd, now that he thought about it, that Caden’s father hadn’t sent one single servant to attend to his son. He could only imagine how much he’d added to his husband’s discomfort by constantly harping on about everything under the sun.
“You don’t embarrass me,” Rhys told him gently as he slid his fingers through Caden’s hair. “I’m sorry if I made you feel that way. Father Martin was right. I haven’t given you many reasons to want to stay with me, have I?”
“Not really,” Caden replied sadly.
“I’m sorry,” Rhys repeated. “I’ll work at doing better. I promise.”
When Caden turned and gave him a small smile, Rhys hugged him. He was taken aback when his husband stiffened at first, before relaxing enough to hug him back. Rhys stroked his hair lightly, enjoying the feel of the warm body pressed against him and the patchouli scent of Caden’s soap that still clung to his skin.
About the author
LAYLA DORINE lives among the sprawling prairies of Midwestern America, in a house with more cats than people. She loves hiking, fishing, swimming, martial arts, camping out, photography, cooking, and dabbling with several artistic mediums. In addition, she loves to travel and visit museums, historic, and haunted places.
Layla got hooked on writing as a child, starting with poetry and then branching out, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Hard times, troubled times, the lives of her characters are never easy, but then what life is? The story is in the struggle, the journey, the triumphs and the falls. She writes about artists, musicians, loners, drifters, dreamers, hippies, bikers, truckers, hunters and all the other folks that she’s met and fallen in love with over the years. Sometimes she writes urban romance and sometimes its aliens crash landing near a roadside bar. When she isn’t writing, or wandering somewhere outdoors, she can often be found curled up with a good book and a kitty on her lap.
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