Morgane inclined her head and allowed him to take her
hand. As they moved to the center of the great hall, the musicians
began a lively, catchy tune. "Shall we?" Bowing to the princess, he
took her in his arms and the dance began. She was feather-light, but
her face betrayed the pain this dance caused her. He prayed it
would end soon, for he had no desire to inflict pain on her.
They danced alone for a minute or so before King Bowdyn
took Queen Donella's hand and joined them. The other guests
followed onto the floor. When they finally were able to sit down,
Alan whispered, "My father's wise woman can look at your feet. I
think she can make you feel much more comfortable. She has great
They stayed at the festivities for two hours, the minimum
amount of time dictated by good manners. With relief Alan turned
to the princess who had not proved a stimulating conversationalist.
"Would you like to retire? We have stayed the obligatory time."
Morgane met his eyes for the first time that evening. The
desperation he saw there chilled him. "I would ask a favor of you."
Forced by his father into a marriage he didn’t want, Prince Alan soon finds that his bride isn’t the sweet, submissive creature he expected. Morgane has the heart of a dragon and beauty beyond compare, but she isn’t thrilled about the marriage either. When black treachery threatens the kingdom, Morgane and Alan embark on a perilous journey that has an excellent chance of ending in failure and death for them and all of their people.
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