Meet the Characters with Ruth A. Casie

Knight of Rapture Final Cover RACasieHello and welcome to my blog for another round of Meet the Characters! Today I am featuring a guest blogger who has graciously agreed to let me do a character interview, which is my favorite kind of interview. Join me in welcoming author, Ruth A Casie, and her characters from Knight of Rapture. It’s a fantastic historical fantasy/time travel romance with wonderful characters so without further ado here is the interview with Rebeka, the heroine from Knight of Rapture.

How did you first meet your writer?

I was at Fayne Manor and decided to take the tour bus to see the standing stones at Avebury. Ruth was my seat-mate. We talked about the stones and their age then fantasized about what people from the past would think about things in this century.

Did you ever think that your life would end up being in a book?

Not, in a hundred years! Well, maybe four hundred years. I never thought anyone would think my life was that exciting. I’m a history professor. So, I went back in time four hundred years. Is that something to write about?

What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?

I really love the scene where I fought off the mercenaries the first time. Lord Arik had no idea I could take care of myself. You should’ve seen his face. That look was… well, if I hadn’t broken eye contact with him we both would’ve been killed.

Did you have a hard time convincing your author to write any particular scenes for you?

Ruth had a difficult time writing the scene when Lord Arik thought I was a traitor and put me in the dungeon. He was angry and felt betrayed even though I hadn’t done anything wrong. You see, I was trying not to tell him I had traveled through time. I didn’t think he would understand or believe me. It was terrible in the dungeon. I got sick and had hallucinations. They made me a stronger person but I hope I never go through that again.

What do you like to do when you are not being actively read somewhere?

Aside from spending time with Lord Arik I enjoy researching the old documents and spending time with Arik’s young nieces. The girls were orphaned before I came to Fayne Manor. They are dear to me and we have a good time together.

Are you happy with the genre your writer has placed you in?

I love historic fantasy. Mine is a time travel story. I get to the live in the best of both worlds!

What is your least favorite characteristic your writer has attributed to you?

She has me not thinking things through, seeing things from every angle. Jeez, she doesn’t give me a chance. It takes time to get your 21st century mind set around a 17th century problem, to say nothing of dealing with man who thinks he’s always right. Oh, don’t get me started.

What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy Sunday?

My favorite thing to do on a rainy Sunday is to stay in bed with Arik. *face turning red* I better not say anything else other than he would say the same thing.

What other profession would you like to try?

If I chose another profession I’d be an herbalist. I love plants. I planted an herb garden at Fayne Manor. They thrived there. The villagers came to the garden often, so much so that I started an herbarium.

What is your most favorite memory?

My favorite memory is the day I packed up to leave for college. My dad was a history professor. He specialized in Celtic folklore. He gave me his walking stick. I had no idea that he was a druid grand master and that his walking stick was special. I took it with me everywhere I went. I felt lost without it.


He crossed the centuries to find her…

For months Lord Arik has been trying to find the right combination of runes to create the precise spell to rescue his wife, Rebeka, but the druid knight will soon discover that reaching her four hundred years in the future is only the beginning of his quest. He arrives in the 21st century to find her memory of him erased, his legacy on the brink of destruction, and traces of dark magick at every turn.

A threat has followed…

Bran, the dark druid, is more determined than ever to get his revenge. His evil has spread across the centuries. Arik will lose all. Time is his weapon, and he’s made sure his plan leaves no one dear to Arik, in past or present, safe from the destruction.

But their enemy has overlooked the strongest magick of all…

Professor Rebeka Tyler is dealing with more than just a faulty memory. Ownership of Fayne Manor, her home, has been called into question. Convenient accidents begin happening putting those she cares for in the line of fire. And then there’s the unexpected arrival of a strange man dressed like he belonged in a medieval fair—a man who somehow is always around when needed, and always on her mind. She doesn’t know who to trust. But one thing is certain. Her family line and manor have survived for over eleven centuries. She won’t let them fall, not on her watch… in any century.


She took another step and past the stone marker.

The air chilled and the sky turned an array of colors. Everything around her began to swirl. She realized her mistake too late. The portal, she was in the portal.

Arik. Close to him now, she reached for him but her hand passed through the form. She examined her hand turning it over then spotted the shadow of the man.

An illusion?

The shadow turned towards her. She watched as the wind washed over his face and it changed. “Bran,” she whispered in disbelief. Her head swiveled while she searched for something, anything to grab on to. The portal had one use and she had no intention of leaving.

Get out, her brain shouted.

His lips twisted into a cynical sneer. He tilted his head in jaunty satisfaction, snapped his fingers and vanished.

“No,” she yelled. “Arik,” she closed her eyes and screamed in her head trying to mind touch him while the wind tore at her.

“Beka,” he boomed.

Her eyes snapped open. She shielded them from the dust and debris and stared at Arik on the other side of the opening. He stood at the high plateau, miles away. His hands were braced on the opening’s edges, which were nothing more than solid streams of whirling wind. He struggled to keep the portal from closing.

“Come.” His voice didn’t allow for any argument.

The wind whipped at her, pushed her back. She tried again. “I can’t. The wind. Keeps. Pushing. Me. Away.” She shoved her staff in front of her and anchored it in the ground. Against the gusting wind, pulled herself towards him.

“A little more, Beka.” He gripped the edge of the portal with one hand and stretched the other out to her. She shoved her hand towards him as far as she could. The tips of their fingers brushed. In a burst of effort he Hecaught the top of her hand, a precarious hold. With a tight grasp she wrapped her fingers around his thumb.

Safe, she wasn’t far now.

She concentrated on his face. The corners of his mouth turned up as he pulled her towards safety. The wind grew stronger buffeting around them then changed its path.

Before she could brace herself for the new direction, the gust blasted them. Without a firm grip, her hand began to slip. She pushed through the building panic. His smile slipped. The expression on his face turned to determination. Again her hand slipped until he held her by her fingertips.

He held them fast—crushing them but that didn’t matter. He had to hold on to her. Every muscle strained. Inch by inch he brought her closer to him. She tried to help him the best way she could. Anchored to the edge of the portal, Arik encouraged her on. But his alternatives were limited. The closer she got to him, the stronger the gale blew. Just a little closer, that’s all she needed for Arik to grab her and get her out of the portal.

The wind exploded from another direction.

The blasting gale pushed her staff away from the opening, across the dirt, cutting an ugly scar in the ground and dragging her away with her staff.

Away from Arik.

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Meet Ruth:RuthClose

Hi – I’m Ruth A. Casie. You might be wondering what I’m about. Sit back and let me tell you.

I’m happiest when I’m telling stories either chatting in a group or writing them down. I love to put my hero and heroine in tough situations and dare them to work it out—together, always together. They haven’t disappointed me. Oh, they complain but in the end their love and relationships are stronger than ever.

While I keep tormenting my druid knight, I’m outlining a new series. The working title is the River of Time. It’s about an elite technology security officer, whose job is to eliminate time travelers, but falls in love with a time traveling art appraiser and has to choose between his duty and his one chance for a timeless love. I love this story line because it lets me stretch my contemporary voice while working in historic time periods. I think this is the best of both worlds.

For most of you, my contemporary side will be a surprise.

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Thank you for joining us today! I hope you enjoyed this round of Meet the Characters and will join us again next week!


6 thoughts on “Meet the Characters with Ruth A. Casie

  1. Sounds really interesting. It’s nice to read something different that’s both old and New. Wish Ruth all the best with it

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