Immortal Hope -- Farran Interview

./Immortal Hope
TOR Romance
(January 3, 2012)

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ISBN-10:  0765367580
ISBN-13:   978-0765367587

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Interview with Farran de Clare

Taken from the Urban Girl Reader Blog during the Immortal Hope Blog Tour.

Name: Farran de Clare
Profession: Knight Templar
Age: Over eight hundred years old
Height: 6’ 2”
Hair: Shoulder-length blond hair
Eyes: Ale Brown

Thanks for meeting with me Farran. I know you’re extremely busy with everything that’s going on. You seem like a very private man, and I appreciate your willingness to talk to us. Tell me, could you give us a little insight as to where the Order stands currently?

Farran: The Order is in upheaval, but Anne, the Lady du Loire, has given many hope. The trials ahead will not be easy, but with the appearance of the seraphs, we are not guaranteed to fail. At present, we seek to protect Anne, while we await the next seraph’s coming.

Are you looking forward to her arrival then?

Farran: So long as she is not paired with me, I am most anxious for her discovery. The Order needs her. The prophecy of the seraphs must be fulfilled if any are to survive this accursed fate.

So long as she’s not paired with you? (At this I can’t help but chuckle.) Do I sense a little hesitation about having your wife chosen for you?

Farran: (His ever-present frown deepens.) Milady, wives are a trial and a hindrance. I have no wish to be chained with such a burden or be forced to bed with a viper.

Ouch. I have to admit that stings a little. Not all women are vipers.

Farran: If you wish to exchange pleasantries, best you seek out Declan. Whilst he still possesses the means to laugh. I assure you, you shall not find them with me.

That’s right… you’re the grouchy one. So, now I’m curious. Does this have something to do with Merrick’s revelation that your wife and your son were taken by your enemy?

(At this point, his expression becomes so dark and furious I feel it’s better for my safety to change the subject.)

Ah, scratch that. I guess it’s really none of my business. You said while Declan still possesses the means to laugh – did he take the pairing of Anne with Merrick that poorly?

Farran: He took it as many did, and with the Almighty’s grace, he shall maintain. But he has drawn within himself, and keeps to himself much of late. I suspect his dismay is greater than he wishes us to know.

What about Anne’s sister, has there been any word of her location?

Farran: Nay. Merrick has asked me to join him in searching for her. We shall do so once Lady Anne recovers from a bout with the flu.

Oh, she’s not feeling well – give her our regards.

(Farran nods.)

What about Tane? Can you give us any insight as to what happened with him during the battle?

Farran: By Merrick’s order, we are not allowed to speak of Tane.

I see. Well, I think we’re running out of time here. One last question, and then I’ll let you get back to … whatever it is you do during the day. Can you give us any insight as to what relic Azazel must find next?

Farran: Discussing the relics openly gives Azazel power and insight. I shall not run the risk of granting him advantage.

But surely he already knows what he needs. I’m not asking for locations, or details – just what he would like to get his hands on.

Farran: (After a moment of intense scrutiny where I’m sure Farran’s stared so hard he can read my thoughts, he finally speaks.) Aye, you are correct. To progress with his unholy plan, he must decode the cipher of the archangels. The knowledge he requires is written in an ancient cloth.

Will you have anything to do with protecting that cloth?

Farran: I am not manipulated so easily, damsel. Were I to share that information, Azazel would know whom to watch. Or whom not. If you are wise, you shall cease your digging now, afore he decides to come after you.

Ah, yeah, that might be a wise idea. Thank you again, Farran for meeting with me today. Best of luck, and… what is it Anne says? God be with you if you must fight.

(At that, Farran shows a glimpse of chivalry long buried, rises to his feet and bows over my hand. Warm lips brush over my knuckles.)

Farran: “Mayhap you are one of few whose bite lacks a woman’s venom. Good day, damsel.”

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