(excerpt from Amazon)
Promised to the cloister, the free-spirited Lady Mercia returns home before her final vows for her sister Rowena’s wedding to a Welsh prince. But fate intervenes when she finds a badly wounded man washed up upon the shore.
On his way to his betrothed, Lady Rowena, Prince Rhodri of Dinefwr is shipwrecked and badly wounded, with no memory of who he is. But he does not care; an angel of Mercy has come to claim his mind, body, soul, and–soon–his heart.
This was a cute little story. I didn't understand why Mercia lied about her name. She said it was because she always wanted to be like her sister, but I didn't buy it. It seemed unnecessary, but it definitely added to the story.