Leaving the safety of her nunnery walls behind, Dame Frevisse is waylaid on the King's Highway by a band of outlaws and drawn into an unholy web of treachery and deceit.
The Outlaw's Tale is the third installment of award-winning author Margaret Frazer's twice Edgar-nominated Dame Frevisse Medieval Mystery series.
"MAY GOD STRIKE ME DOWN WITHIN THE HOUR!"
To the guests at the mourning feast for Thomas Chaucer, the last words of the detested Sir Clement Sharpe had been enough to damn him in the eyes of God. But the crafty Dame Frevisse and cunning Bishop Beaufort suspect that there may be an all-too-mortal hand at work in Sir Clement's death...
Cisily Fisher has died in childbirth and now the village of Priors Byfield is held in a grip of fear. Can Dame Frevisse find the root of misery behind a murderer's sin before the next lethal blow falls? Or will be the village be lost in a hue and cry of terror? The gentling touch of the midwife may calm the tortured soul... or give birth to a bitter death.
Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live...
Witchcraft has come to the peaceful village near St. Frideswide, and its foul touch is striking down those closest to the church. Can Dame Frevisse thwart the servants of the devil before the hellfire of hysteria sears the souls of the faithful? Or is there more to this magic than meets the eye? The truth can only be found in the Witch's Tale.
One man has been kidnapped. Another has been murdered.
In the bleakest depths of winter, Frevisse finds her soul chilled with the heavy burdens of duty and responsibility. Even the warmth of charity is in short supply as the villagers of Prior Byfield turn against each in bloody feuds of greed and rage, weaving knots of treachery which even the clever Frevisse may find hard to unwind.
Simon the sculptor had been truly touched by God's gift. He saw beauty that others could not and brought it to life through his craft.
But Simon also saw the beauty of Elyn. Clandestine meetings have given way to sinful lust, and now the two lovers have vanished. But Frevisse alone suspects there may be some darker truth behind the midnight vanishing...
A GOTHIC ROMANCE. MISTY MOORS. ANCIENT SECRETS. FORBIDDEN PASSIONS.
Her mother had always been afraid. That's what Damaris remembered. From the time she was a little girl until the day her mother died, she had seen the fear in her eyes.
But now she understood. Now she was afraid, too.