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Bianca's heart was hammering so loudly in her chest, she wondered if her unwanted escort could hear it over the drumming of the horse's hooves. She need to regroup, to put some distance between her and the Crown Prince and clear her head. She had made a complete fool of herself, and now he...

Should she go after him? He had been so upset after their fight and now he was late coming back from his hunting expedition. What if he had been thrown from his horse and trampled? Or gored..or..who knows. Lillian resumed a frenetic pacing, wringing her hands, looking out the window hoping...

The jostling of the horse's gate stirred he just past the brink of consciousness and into a strange feeling of safety. She became aware of the warmth of a body against her back and the security of an arm holding her up in the addle. Rather than open her eyes, she shifted until was was snug...

At first Bianca watched him with every ounce ef strength she had. It was just so adorable how red his face became and the way his fingers fumbled with her smock. But somewheree in the midst of his fingers accidental caresses pf the sleek contours of her sleek legs, the laughter bubbling...

Bianca was amused ta the diligence with which he worked to ignore her. she had seen this behavior enough in the courtiers in the palace to understand that th harder a man fought attraction, the greater the attraction was, The thought crossed her mind that he was attached somehow to another...

She gazed at him with an arch of he brow, Her instinct was to take the basket and dismiss him She was growing bored with his court etiquette and exaggerated politeness. It was like being back in the palace at one of those torturous banquets surrounded by stiff and formal nobility droning...

His enduring stare drew drew her and brows into a portrait of disgust, On spite of the leaves tangled in his hair, he was fairly easy on the eyes but that did not excuse the impropriety of his stare, She was accustomed to such appraisals but not so blatantly or directly,Most who indulged in...

A basket hooked under her arm, Bianca had ventured out of the abandoned cottage she was using as he outpost. She viewed herself a s a soldier,duty-bound to follow her orders and carry out her assignment. Her loyalty to her step-mother was complete and unquestioning, even if she did not...

Bianca puled the door behind her and smoothed the wrinkles out i the smock that covered her. Her skin crawled and itched udder the peasant garment. She was, after al accustomed, to wearing the finest gowns, the fanciest jewelry and indulging all of the finest luxuries a royal upbringing...

One heartbeat, In one heartbeat,Aurora's life had changed, her life and changed, her woolrl had vanished. . Or perhaps, more accurately, she had vanished form her her world. A prick of her finger on a needle, a drop pf her blood falling to the marble of te floor, a harsh, cold cackle of...

He had taken a lean by the door, and was barely listening to her He was more concerned on how he would occupy himself during this imprisonment. There was no billiards table, a dart board or even a liquor cabinet. He would have even deigned to thumb through a book if there had been any sort...

Still grimacing, and shaking out his hand, Josalym staggered against the wall as though the wodrs had struck him, which in a way they had. The horror had escalated to dizzying heights, a whirlwind of frightening images spinning him dizzy, It was more than just the prospect o marriage and...

When she squeezed his hand, the pain forced him to bite his tongue to keep from shattering the chandelier with his cries. He had known she was strong, but it took all of his will to keep from dropping to one knee to ease some of the pressure of her grip.. The release of his hand staggered him...

Even though he could see it coming as clear as day, the announcement from his mother's lips struck him with the force of lightning. A lifetime of not just being married but being married to her. It was awaking nightmare that left him shaking and a sheen of cold sweat on his forehead...

Dread crept over him at the sight of his parents standing with Elowan's mother, the sort of dread that infused every pore of one's body an twists d into knots. The way his mother avoided his gaze intensified his suspicions. For moths his parents had badgered hm about one issue with a...

He did not bother taking a seat in any of the gilded furnishings but instead leaned his shoulder against a corner of the room. Her diatribe prompted a roll of his eyes and but her father's intrusion muted his retort. That wink curdled his stomach to the point he searched the room in the hopes...

All that passed through Josalyn's mind as he waited were all the ways he could have spent the time more enjoyably. Such as having his toenails ripped off with pair of rusty tweezers. He had hoped that his place at he end of the line would delay the ordeal that loomed in front of him, but the...

Jpsalyn stood the courtyard of the palace his expression detached and his eyes on the pair of crows, mocking him form the ledge of a window. To his left, Elowan's father droned on and on about the parties he had attended in the past month, dropping the name of every significant member of the...

The whole time she had followed him, she had been waiting for him to tell her what it was that he wanted from her, or simply to dismiss her. Instead she had walked into a tornado of crazy and he was at the center. Or maybe he was the center, she wasn't sure she could tell the difference...

Technno music pumped through the speakers of the club, swaying the throng, blades of multi-hued grass in a frenetic wind. Waitresses wove through the chaos, holding trays above laden with drinks , packets of powder piled on most of the trays/ One of the waitresses veered to a booth in the...