I decided that today’s article on present day Highland Games needed a new perspective. Those that know me have read my views on why I volunteer at the New Hampshire Highland Games, which is where I got the idea for my Highland Games Through Time series.

So…please welcome Iona Mackenzie. She is a devoted daughter, antique dealer, and a woman who has yet to find a man with whom she cares to share her life. Iona’s a bit stubborn. Pretending to be a villager from 16th century Scotland, she spins wool while demonstrating her ancient spinning wheel as a volunteer at the New England Highland Games. In book #1 in the series, My Honorable Highlander, she asked her best friend to help. That friend, Haven Mackay, disappeared. A letter is placed in Iona’s hand by an old crone, and everything changes.

Nancy: “What’s in the letter?”
Iona: “Trouble. If I am to believe Haven, she’s stuck in the past, in Scotland. And, she’s pregnant!”

Nancy: “What’s wrong with that? Weren’t you the one that kept telling her ‘When you find love, hold on tight.’?”
Iona: “Sure I did, but I didn’t think she’d jump back in time to 16th century Scotland to do it! I have a bad feeling about this.”

Nancy: “That’s right. Gossip has it you have the sight. What are you planning?”
Iona: “Quiet! Any rumor of witchcraft could get me killed. First, I’ll visit Dorcas Swann. I have a feeling she is involved.

Nancy: “Right. She gave you the letter. How did she get it?”
Iona: “Never you mind. I have to get back to the historical village. My dad was looking for me to help him in Clan Village, but I need to talk to Jake.”

Nancy: “The blacksmith?”
Iona: “Yes, he knows Haven and he might help if I can drag him away from his furnace. He loves making wrought iron things. He sells leather goods and swords, too.”

Nancy: “Swords? In this day and age?”
Iona: “Sure. Why dress in a kilt without a sword on your back or a dirk at your hip?”

Nancy: (looking around) “I see what you mean. The Highland Games are full of good looking men in sexy kilts. There is a perfect example. Who is that?” (heart flutters)
Iona: “I might have to ask that handsome giant for help. He’s a suspicious hunk of male, and I think he works for the witch. He said he knows Haven. ”

Nancy: “Is he an athlete? He sure is big enough to ‘throw the hammer’ or ‘toss the caber’.”
Iona: “True, but I have a feeling he isn’t used to the games. He stares at everything…the bagpipers, the country dancers, and even the marching bands seem to make him uneasy.”

Nancy: “Maybe you should buy him a Scottish ale at the beer tent or take him inside the concert tent. Nice and cool…dark in there, too.”
Iona: “You sound like Haven! Matchmakers will be the death of me.”

Nancy: “Doubtful, but you might want to watch out for that suspicious man in the black hooded cloak. He keeps staring at you.”
Iona: (shivers) “I’ll be careful. Thanks for the warning. Well, nice talking to you, but I have to get back to my spinning wheel. Thousands of visitors to please, and then I will save Haven. Somehow.

BOOK BLURB
With a letter in her hand and a Highlander at her back, what could go wrong?

When his clan convicts Cameron Robeson of treason in 1598 Scotland, the last thing he thought his cousin the Laird would do was banish him to the future. With a certain woman on his mind, he plans revenge while surrounded by the sights and sounds of the modern day New England Highland Games. His plans go awry when a comely redheaded lass wearing the Mackenzie plaid lands at his feet.

Iona Mackenzie is worried about her friend, Haven, and searches for answers among the tents at the games. Whom can she trust to help? Her father? The handsome blacksmith? Or, the tall, golden-haired Highlander? Romance takes a back seat because saving her friend is her priority, no matter how great Cameron can kiss.

When a magical amulet and an angry sorcerer send this unlikely couple back through time, more than one heart will be broken. Danger, intrigue, and threats surround them, and feelings between Iona and Cameron grow hot and steamy. They fight the sorcerer and search for Iona’s friend, the woman he vowed to steal from his cousin. Will the strong-willed Highlander and the present day witch stop fighting long enough to listen to their hearts?

More About the Author

Nancy Lee Badger loves chocolate-chip shortbread, wool plaids wrapped around the trim waist of a Scottish Highlander, the clang of dirks and broadswords, and the sound of bagpipes in the air. After growing up in Huntington, New York, and raising two handsome sons in New Hampshire, Nancy moved to North Carolina where she writes full-time. Nancy is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic &Paranormal Romance Writers, and the Celtic Heart Romance Writers.

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My Banisher Highlander follows the story that began in My Honorable Highlander.

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