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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway:

Red Heir by Lisa Henry & Sarah Honey


Imprisoned pickpocket Loth isn’t sure why a bunch of idiots just broke into his cell claiming they’re here to rescue the lost prince of Aguillon, and he doesn’t really care. They’re looking for a redheaded prince, and he’s more than happy to play along if it means freedom. Then his cranky cellmate Grub complicates things by claiming to be the prince as well.

Now they’re fleeing across the country and Loth’s stuck sharing a horse and a bedroll with Grub while imitating royalty, eating eel porridge, and dodging swamp monsters and bandits.

Along the way, Loth discovers that there’s more to Grub than meets the eye. Under the dirt and bad attitude, Grub’s not completely awful. He might even be attractive. In fact, Loth has a terrible suspicion that he’s developing feelings, and he’s not sure what to do about that. He’d probably have more luck figuring it out if people would just stop trying to kill them.

Still, at least they’ve got a dragon, right?

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Hi everyone! This is Lisa and Sarah, and we’d like to thank you for joining us on our blog tour for our new release, Red Heir. We hope you have as much fun reading it as we had writing it! Today we’d like to share with you an excerpt from Red Heir.

In this scene, our quite hopeless heroes are lost in the Swamp of Death, and things go from bad to worse:

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There was a trail—of sorts. It was more the faintest of lines through the ferns and grasses, a hint that they weren’t the first ones to make their way through here, that someone or something else was walking in the swamps besides them. Loth wasn’t sure if that was a comfort or not. Regardless, they were here now. The stench was growing steadily worse, and the thick stands of trees obscured the light almost completely, leaving them guessing as to where they should be going. They were no longer able to ride and had to dismount and lead the horses. After they’d forged ahead for half an hour driven by guesswork and panic, Scott called a halt. “I can’t see,” he complained. “I need the map.”

“It’s too dark to read the map,” Calarian countered, clutching the document tightly.

“As your leader, I demand the map,” Scott snapped, and lunged forward and snatched it out of Calarian’s hand.

“Fine, but it’s still too dark to read it,” the elf said with a sniff.

Dave spoke up unexpectedly. “We got Pie.”

“We don’t need fire, Dave,” Scott sighed. “we need light.”

Dave’s brow furrowed. “Fire… light?” he ventured.

At that, Scott’s expression brightened. “I have Had A Thought,” he proclaimed, and Loth could hear the capital letters. “We shall use the dragon as light to read the map, and I shall lead us to safety.”

Well, he’d certainly lead them somewhere, of that Loth had no doubt. He just wasn’t sure that he wanted to follow. Still, he nudged at Pie where he was sleeping in the pocket of his scarf.

“Come on, little one,” he murmured, “go keep our great and glorious leader happy.”

Up until then, Loth never knew that a dragon could roll its eyes, but Pie managed it just fine. Then he stretched his wings and flapped them once or twice, yawning, and glided over to land on Scott’s shoulder. Loth was pleased to see that once again, the dragon crapped down Scott’s back. It was almost like it was deliberate. 

Scott was blissfully unaware as he held up the parchment. “I NEED YOU TO BREATHE FIRE ON THIS,” he said loudly, pointing at the map.

So Pie did.

The scroll caught alight almost instantly, and Scott flailed wildly and dropped it into the mud, where the flame burned inexplicably brighter for a second, consuming the entire thing. Pie made a pleased sound, and flapped over to Dave, chittering excitedly.  Loth couldn’t be sure, but it sounded like the dragon was congratulating himself on a job well done. Really, Loth couldn’t entirely blame him—normally when he produced a flame, he was fussed and fawned over.

The rest of the party stared at the smouldering remains before Ada summed it up for them: “Well, fuck.”


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About the Authors:

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About Lisa:

Lisa likes to tell stories, mostly with hot guys and happily ever afters.

Lisa lives in tropical North Queensland, Australia. She doesn’t know why, because she hates the heat, but she suspects she’s too lazy to move. She spends half her time slaving away as a government minion, and the other half plotting her escape.

She attended university at sixteen, not because she was a child prodigy or anything, but because of a mix-up between international school systems early in life. She studied History and English, neither of them very thoroughly.

She shares her house with too many cats, a dog, a green tree frog that swims in the toilet, and as many possums as can break in every night. This is not how she imagined life as a grown-up.

Lisa has been published since 2012, and was a LAMBDA finalist for her quirky, awkward coming-of-age romance Adulting 101, and a Rainbow Awards finalist for 2019’s Anhaga.

To connect with Lisa on social media, you can find her here:


She also has a Facebook group where you’ll be kept in the loop with updates on releases, have a chance to win prizes, and probably see lots of lots of pictures of her dog and cats. You can find it here: Lisa Henry’s Hangout.

About Sarah:

Sarah lives in Western Australia with her partner, two cats, two dogs and a TARDIS.

A teacher once told her life’s not a joke.

She begs to differ.

Her proudest achievements include having kids who will still be seen with her in public, and knowing all the words to Bohemian Rhapsody.

Red Heir is her first published novel.

You can connect with Sarah on Facebook, or send her an email at


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