The Burkes~
Murdoch Connor
Connamara, Connor
Midmoon, 4401
It was the rarest of days, clear and warm and bright. Murdoch sipped aurello as his sons kicked a ball on the neatly trimmed lawn. Afternoons in the sun deepened the copper tones in their skin. He welcomed the difference from his own. Their boys looked like her.
Down the sloping hill, a white balustrade marked Castle Connamara’s private acres. Beyond, the harbor sparkled beneath ships coming and going from every corner of the known world. The Rhi’Connor surveyed his busy port, as content as a dead man could be.
The Selkie’s Song docked an hour ago. Captain Basil Burke, senior officer in the Connor fleet, was making his way up the lane. Murdoch didn’t mind the interruption. The old sailor was good company. His fair-haired comp
