'My Lady Judge', written by Cora Harrison, introduces a new heroine, judge and investigator Mara, Brehon of the Burren, and an enchanting Tudor mystery series.

In the sixteenth century, as it is now, the Burren, on the western seaboard of Ireland, was a land of gray stone forts, fields of rich green grass, and swirling mountain terraces. It was also home to an independent kingdom that lived peacefully by the ancient Brehon laws of their forebears. On the first eve of May, 1509, hundreds of people from the Burren climbed the gouged-out limestone terraces of Mullaghmore Mountain to celebrate the great May Day festival, lighting a bonfire and singing and dancing through the night, then returning through the gray dawn to the safety of their homes. But one man did not come back down the steeply spiralling path. His body lay exposed to the ravens and wolves on the bare, lonely mountain for two nights . . . and no one spoke of him, or told what they had seen. And when Mara, a woman appointed by King Turlough Don O'Brien to be judge and lawgiver to the stony kingdom, came to investigate, she was met with a wall of silence . . .

In 1509 Ireland, Mara is sent to the independent kingdom of Burren to investigate the death of a man who was found dead two days after the May Day festival, but when she arrives, she has a hard time getting any of the people to discuss what has happened and is left to solve the mystery on her own.

Mara, a judge in sixteenth-century Ireland, arrives in a small independent kingdom on the west coast of Ireland, a land that lives according to the ancient Celtic laws, to investigate the mysterious death of her assistant during a May Day festival.

Set in 16th-century Ireland, Harrisons debut series combines simplicity and enchantment with historical texture and vivid landscapes, as Mara, a woman appointed judge and lawgiver of Mullaghmore Mountain, seeks to solve the mystery of a mans death.

On the first eve of May, 1509, hundreds of people from the Burren climbed the gouged out limestone terraces of Mullaghmore Mountain to celebrate the great May Day festival. But one man did not come back down the spiralling path. His body lay exposed to the ravens and wolves on the mountain for two nights and no one spoke of him.

The Burren, on the western seaboard of Ireland, was a land of stony fields and swirling mountain terraces. The people of the kingdom lived peacefully by the ancient Brehon laws of their forebears. On the first eve of May, hundreds of people from the Burren climbed Mullaghmore Mountain to celebrate the great May Day festival, singing and dancing through the night, then returning through the grey dawn to the safety of their homes. But one man did not return. His body lay exposed to the ravens and wolves on the mountain for two nights... And when Mara comes to investigate, she is met with a wall of silence.

In 1509 the residents of Burren climbed Mullaghmore Mountain to celebrate May Day. One man did not return from the festivities, and when Mara came to investigate, the townspeople gave no information as to the matter.

Five hundred years ago, the western seaboard of Ireland was home to an independent kingdom that lived peacefully by the ancient Celtic laws of their forebears. On the first eve of a festive celebration, all the people of the land headed up Mullaghmore Mountain to light a bonfire. But one man--assistant to Mara, the King's appointed judge and lawgiver--did not return. For two days he lay in the mountains being picked clean by ravens. And yet no one spoke of him or told what they had seen. Who killed him? Why? When Mara comes seeking answers to these questions, she discovers that more than just her own life may be in danger.

On the first eve of May, 1509, hundreds of people from the Burren climbed the gouges out limestone teraces of Mullaghmore Mountain to celebrate the great May Day festival, lighting a bonfire and singing and dancing through the night, then returning through the grey dawn to the safety of their homes.