Chasing Down a Reluctant Heroine
By Lynn Gentry
Authors love to introduce their characters and I’m no exception. I can’t wait for you to meet
Dr. Lisbeth Hastings.
Lisbeth is a driven, young professional with her life as a doctor all planned out. However, that was before her tragic mistake. I won’t say too much about the mistake (after all I want you to read the book) but I will say her error in judgment thrust her into a world stranger than anything her archeologist father ever dug up in one of his forgotten caves.
You’d think the threat of medical malpractice would have humbled this young intern a bit, but … well … I’ll let you be the judge of her current emotional state.
She’s the one being drug to the baths of a third-century villa.
Be warned … she’s ticked.
Me: Excuse me, Dr. Hastings. Could I speak to you for a minute?
Lisbeth: In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a little busy. Hey, what is this place?
Me: It’s a bathroom.
Lisbeth: A bathroom? It’s bigger than my entire apartment back in Dallas.
Me: Nothing is too good for the wealthy Roman, Cyprianus Thascius.
Me: Calm down. I’m sure you’ll come to appreciate every amenity I dropped into this story.
Lisbeth: I don’t want to appreciate anything. I want you to get me out of this nightmare.
Me: Well, I can’t. I put you into the third century to change the world.
(Lisbeth has crossed her arms and is tapping her foot. She seems a bit too snarky, but I can see how unexpected time travel could have a tendency to make someone a tad defensive. Besides, if I sent Lisbeth home before she met the handsome hero what kind of love story would this be?)
I take a deep breath and continue.
Me: Maybe I went overboard a bit with the floor-to-ceiling murals, cascading water, and exquisite tile mosaics, but I actually toured the ruins of a Roman bath in England and thought the Romans masters of luxury. In fact, I think you’d find their medical knowledge equally as impressive. Frankly, Lisbeth, I’m jealous.
Me: You’re going to wear some of the most beautiful gowns, have the most amazing adventures, and meet the most incredible hunk, and—
Lisbeth: You’re obviously not the one stuck in the past, half drowned, stripped to your birthday suit, and staring at woman coming at you with a metal claw.
Me: (Looking quickly over my shoulder, I sigh with relief.) Oh, that’s not a claw. The Roman’s call that a strigil.
Lisbeth: A what?
Me: An exfoliation tool. First a slave slathers you with oil, then scrapes the blade over your skin … Lisbeth … Lisbeth … wait. I can explain.
(As she tries to bolt past me, I really have no choice but to push her into the tub. I’ll try to take up this interview once she’s dry, but I don’t have high hopes. Lisbeth Hastings seldom cooperates...with anyone.)
I also have this video that you can use if you’d like.
Video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Imh1AwR698Y
HEALER OF CARTHAGE:
First-year medical resident Dr. Lisbeth Hastings uses her father’s bizarre summons to escape her tragic mistake.
While Lisbeth searches the haunted cave of her father’s archaeological dig, she falls through a hidden portal. When the currents of time spew her onto the slave auction block in third century Carthage, her arrival ignites a fierce bidding war.
Unable to escape, Lisbeth becomes the property of Cyprian Thascius, a wealthy Roman entangled with a group of people under siege from political persecution and a deadly plague.