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She frowned at his laugh. Did he believe she was jesting?
Callused fingers brushed along her cheek and lifted her chin. When he knelt next to her, Lyonesse was surprised to find him so near. Amazed that he'd removed his battle glove so quickly and so quietly.
His breath warmed the flesh beneath her ear as he spoke. "Little Lioness, my worthless life will be yours to take."
The loud, rapid beating of her heart drowned out the sounds of the coming battle. His lips touch hers lightly as if seeking permission.
Her thoughts tumbled against each other in their rush to her head.
She hated him.
Yet his mere presence disarmed her soul. Embers glowing red with warmth filled her senses with a new, unfamiliar confusion.
Lyonesse pressed her lips against his...
The Devil Faucon, they called him, yet Rhys was pleased, for it kept his enemies at bay. Unfortunately the lovely Lyonesse counted herself among them, despite the desire that flared between them. And their uneasy truce would soon be destroyed when she learned a newfound alliance bound her to him as his bride.
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