Sweteryun Girl-Except

💓In this enthralling tale of love, loss, and heroism, a family's tragic history unlocks a hidden power that propels three heroes on a daring time travel mission. As they seek justice, they also reignite the flames of love. 

  Meet Sweteryun, a lovely girl who transforms into a beautiful young woman. By day, she's a dutiful wife; by night, she's an unstoppable good witch. 

  Alongside The Blacksmith, she harnesses this newfound power to save their country from looming threats. Amidst their quest, a timeless yet forbidden romance blossoms, challenging conventions and sparking hope. 

  Prepare for a journey where justice is served, love is rekindled, and the impossible becomes reality.

 -Amazon.com: Sweteryun Girl eBook : Gregory, Aidan: Kindle Store

                                                   Sweteryun Girl 

   1797    

  

     It was evening in late August and Sweteryun was sitting in the window seat at her family's Boston town home. She was as pretty as a picture.  

      Their street was illuminated by oil lamps and still bustling. She was homesick, but her mother was with her.   

      They hadn't really spoken of the reason why she was hurried off to Boston.  Her mother surmised what had happened from Mrs. Murray's letter.   

       Mrs. Adelia Barry was waiting for a hint of a scandal, but there was none.  Not about Sweteryun, not in Boston.  

     Sweteryun's mother was born to an old, landed family from Ipswich by the name of Spinks. The family had fallen on hard times so her father was chosen by the family, for various reasons, to go to New York for business with her and her mother.     

       Her father exported a myriad of products to the British Isles and parts of Europe. He did quite well, and they were able to hold on to the family land in Ipswich.   

      A match was arranged with a family named Barry that originally hailed from Wales.   Miss Adelia Spinks met her future husband, Charles Barry, when she was fifteen. He was twenty. They were married not long after.    

          Mr. Barry had become a partner with father-in-law Spinks and expanded into real estate. He and Mrs. Barry moved to New Jersey and Mr. Barry built up quite a fortune buying and renting property along the Hudson River.   

     They had lived in a stylish house on Paulus Hook, but when their only child, Sweteryun, was almost sixteen, they bought a large piece of property in High Bluff (now called Hoboken) and built a fine home. 

     Through connections Mrs. Barry was introduced to a relative of Swetheryun's future-in-laws, the Bird family, also from Ipswich.  Her mother, Dame Spinks,  had a strong desire to bring the family back to prominence in England and Mrs. Barry would try her best.  She would stay in Boston in the town home Mr. Barry had purchased to stay close to Swetheryun and her new husband, but she had been on pins and needles for the last few weeks. 

    Finally, very early one morning, Mrs. Barry woke Swetheryun.  She illuminated the bedroom with only a small candle.  She spoke in whispers because the walls have ears. 

"Sweetheart", Mrs. Barry said.   "What happened that night?"  Sweteryun wanted to complain, but shook off the sleep.  She wanted to please her mother more.  

     Sweteryun described Cillian when she saw him on the property.  At the end of the first day, she happened to see him leaving the back door of the kitchen with food and drink.   She was outside with Hitty who was collecting laundry.  That's when their eyes met and locked!  Hitty saw it, too. 

   She then explained how she dreamt about him that night.  They were in an old castle together, somewhere far off.  The next day she said she felt a wild sensation in her heart and confided in Hitty and Comfort.   Hitty came up with the idea of going out at the full moon, at midnight, and dancing with him like the old witches. She said Comfort had learned how to write cursive and she wanted to write an invitation but called our house 'Lady Sweteryuns' House'.   Her mother grinned at that. 

  He was given the invitation and during the two weeks interim she dreamt of him many times in dark, but inviting places, and once on a great estate owned by a Prince.   

        Sly girl, Mrs. Barry thought. Sweteryun had called Cillian for two weeks.  But Mrs. Barry knew in her heart that Sweteryun had been calling him for a long time. 

       Sweteryun continued; When the night arrived and they met in the clearing, the moon was so bright that it was almost as daylight. They started dancing a waltz, she said, as if they had danced many times together. And when they talked the conversation flowed on.   He had read books and was interested in many things.  And he was funny.  "You kissed?" her mother said.  "Mother, everything grew still around us. We stopped talking and..." 

"And you knew the Cailleach was there?" Mrs. Barry asked?  Sweteryun looked away.  "That poor young man", Mrs. Barry, trying to conceal her heart ache continued sternly, "The Cailleach used you to put an ironclad spell on him.  Listen. He's from the O'Cleary family and Mondragon family in and around Muenster.  You may have been in that area with him ages ago.   

     “But his fate is sealed.  He's a dead end and he could never give you the life you are used to.  You need to forget him and focus on Marcus.  He will be back from his trip to England soon.   Sweteryun, he could have had just about any girl he wants, but he chose you.   

     “When you came to me, and I then carried you, I was thrilled because I knew you had magic.  Good magic.  Marcus has sensed it in you, he was taken by your wiles, but you have the spark men want to possess.  You two are well suited and the time you've spent together has been anything but boring. I could tell. 

  “ Over time you'll learn to love him.  Marcus is very smart, well mannered, highly educated, from a good family, and an heir to a huge fortune that he obviously plans to expand during his lifetime. This blacksmith could provide sustenance only.  Were you planning something else?" 

"Mother!" Swetheryun said in a louder voice.  "I'm just saying in this life you are out of his sphere.  There's something else a foot and I think you know something about it.  I will start teaching you, or reminding you, of a few things a little earlier than I planned, such as, the cycle of birth, death, and rebirth.  

      “Eventually you may use your own powers to find out about the blacksmith," "Cillian," Sweteryun interrupted.  'Yes, alright.  Let's start that long after the wedding, when you're settled in."  Sweteryun knew her mother was right.  She would try her best. 

      

     Mrs. Barry was thinking she may or may not tell Sweteryun that the Mondragon family was quite colorful and extremely violent, but as Routiers for the good of the realm.  For the most part.  As far back as five hundred years. 

( Sweteryun re-incarnates as Ruby in the next book called Rubt Ceit )

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