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.
"Please, sit and make yourself comfortable,"
Kynthelig begged the king. "I will send for wine and cake."
Bowdyn nodded and seated himself in a cushioned chair
overlaid with rich, gold brocade fabric while servants ran to do
Kynthelig's bidding. They soon returned with a silver tray loaded
with myriad sweet delicacies. A second tray held several bottles of
wine and three golden goblets.
A wine taster stepped forward and sampled both wines
before Kynthelig or the king drank.
"This is excellent wine, Kynthelig," the king approved as he
sampled the keeper's offering. "ʺNow I do not feel so dry and
parched from my trip across the desert."