He is tall, sexy, handsome, wealthy, and powerful. Sounds great, right? Well, some would not agree…
This post is dedicated to Thorne Darktower, Earl of Cliffehaven. He is feared and hated…misunderstood by most.
I have always seen my life as a dark path filled with loneliness and hatred.
Being born into nobility was fate. I was a gift to my mother and father, Ainsleigh and Devlin Darktower…but I was a second son. I was nothing and my father reminded me of that often. At best, I would leave the castle and live out my days on a plot of land and a home in the country that had been set aside just for me. Cliffehaven was not meant to be my home but it was home to me.
I lost my family while I was quite young and became a lord over a group of people before I was ready. In fact, I never should have been a leader for my brother was the one training with my father to one day succeed him. But I think above all, the loss of my mother caused me to shrink away from life. I became a monster and I knew it.
But what I didn’t know was that I would be sent an angel that would cast my life into the light and give me purpose once again. I suppose I didn’t know how lovely living could be until that day. I had forgotten, buried those memories with my mother. Battling against my mind and my heart broke me and I became a man that I can be sure my father would approve of.
Growing up in castle life, I rarely saw my father. He always seemed to have a meeting or an appointment with his mistress. I never was as good as my brother because I was born a second son. Even as he died at the hands of my uncle, I was inadequate. I could not save him and he perished there before my eyes. I was saved…spared…from death by an unlikely guardian who helped me steal away, although I was wounded. That gash left its mark on me forever and it still pains me.
There are some men that I just cannot have a friendship with. Perhaps I am not the kind to keep companions close to me through my life. While I can respect them for who they are and how much more power they boast of, I cannot like them. I take pride in what I have and the village I govern. For any of these men to threaten what I have worked so hard for is like my uncle waging war on my father. I tend to forget my place at times and I do lose my temper.
If people tell you that I have a love affair with the drink, they are wrong. However, in my younger days, I could be found sleeping off the effects of too much brandy…or wine, I suppose. My favorite place to uncork a bottle is up at Kara’s place. My sister loved the parapets and I learned as a man, that she had been pushed to her death from the one place she adored. I can remember a time when I saw her, after she had died, and was talking with me to ease my pain. She wanted to take someone dear to me with her. That one moment really made me afraid and I didn’t know what to do. It seems strange for a man to be frightened of such a thing, but if you were there you would understand what I was about to lose.
I suppose women think I am handsome and many would marry me just because of my station. But marriage was one thing I did not want to do with my life. There was little chance that I could open myself up to being hurt again. The pain of losing my family as a boy will haunt me to the end of my days. Why invite more?
There was a time when I felt life was great. I smiled a bit more than people were used to and I felt inclined to do nice things for others, like building new homes and helping the lowers plant crops. And then, it was all taken from me. That light became darkness once again and I didn’t know how to continue on. Those close to me rallied the ranks and we did the only thing we could. We shed the blood of my own kin, all the while searching for that light to come back into my life.
I can tell you that love is truly what makes everything worth it. Life is sweeter, the laughter is like music, and the tears fall to remind you of your humanity. If it all came so easy, we would be bored. Those hard times make the good ones all the more sweet. I have learned in my lifetime to make each moment count and I write this as an old man appealing to the young ones of the day. I have learned on many occasions that life is precious and you don’t know what lies ahead.
Although I am but a whisper of a person, penned in detail at the author’s hand, I am still grateful for whom I have grown to be. There was always only one person who could handle me, who could put me right in my place. That person has returned me to my former glory and through these tales, you will see how we struggle together. We have times of anger, hurt, and distrust…but we can find it in us to band together and accept each other for who we are in the world. We are no different than you.
From Noble Courage, Chapter 2
“You will not get away so easily! I paid dearly for you, so you I will keep!” he croaked out.
A scream escaped her again as she tumbled to the floor and felt him pulling her toward him. She clawed at the ground, knowing that if he had her close, he would surely kill her for her assault on him. Panicked, she kicked out at his hand to make him let go of her but he held fast and refused to give in.
“Let me go!” she screamed at him behind clenched teeth. “I do not belong here!”
Finally, he had her where he wanted her…right beneath him. He pinned her arms above her head with one hand and sat on her thighs to limit her mobility. He didn’t think he could sustain another blow to the groin. She continued to thrash around on the floor until she tired and just laid there panting from her exertion.
He looked as though he would snarl at her, but his words came out fairly calm. “You are mine and you would do well to remember that. You have no say in the matter and it would be wise of you to accept your fate at what it is before real harm comes to you.”
For me, Thorne is every bad boyfriend I have ever had and he is the goodness of the best. He continues to take on qualities that my husband has as well. Men are most mysterious to me so Thorne was brought out to be dark and glowering yet sexy and appealing. He has had a rough life, tougher than most people will ever know. He is from a time in the past when killing was rampant among human beings. It was a careless act in the name of power and position. Like anyone, he has quite the temper that flares often and as the tales unfold, he does some changing. Happiness can do a lot for a person who has lived his life in the darkness.
As we talked about in the last post, movies cross most author’s minds. I think the reason is for that is because as we write, we are transcribing a movie that is already taking place…inside our minds. That is how you come to read books. You are reading an author’s movie. This is very true! So when I think of an actor to play Thorne Darktower, I see Hugh Jackman. He has the right balance between anger and normalcy in all the different movies he plays. To be honest, I could see it in the flick “Van Helsing”. But the one that really got me was “The Illusionist”. Holy cow! Walking down the dark street with a cane and a coak! Yes!
Okay…I couldn’t find that shot I was looking for. But i liked this picture of him too. Some argue that Robert Downey Jr. would be a great pick and I agree. I suppose that I have just seen him this way for so long, I’m not ready to change yet. lol
So for those of you who have read the books, please comment below on what you liked the best about Thorne’s character. Show others that while he might be a little bi-polar…not my words…he is still a strong character with strengths and flaws. Like anyone.
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Noble Courage: Book One of the Aspen Series (paperback rights are about to expire.)
Salvation of the Forgotten: Book Four of the Aspen Series Paperback copies available HERE
The Benevolent Light: Book Five of the Aspen Series Paperback copies available HERE