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250 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 8, 2014
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‘We had been so innocent, so naive in our belief that we were inviolate in our little affair, our royal affair.’
‘I had lost my whole world then but gained another.
What world would I not sacrifice to keep this new one here and by my side?’
‘As fascinating as my body was, it could not apparently compete with the opportunity to ride at the head of his army, wearing his new shiny medals in front of his father, the king. I could hardly blame him. As fascinating as his body was, I too wanted to be at the parade, to watch him wearing his shiny new medals, riding at the head of his army. The king I could take or leave.’![]()
“I repent of nothing. I did everything I did deliberately and would do so again. Love is not love unless you hold fast even unto death, and I have loved that much.”![]()
“Win or lose, I had the distinct feeling that playing with Aleksey was dangerous for my health.”
WELL I’M A SUCKER FOR GOOD, INTERESTING AND MEAN TO BE ROMANCE.



"Despite what happened, all the pain and all the horror, I would not unlive one moment of my time in that terrible place. I would not lose one moment of my time with him."
When we emerged from the tub, I asked Aleksey where I was to sleep, and he took my hand and led me to a large bedchamber with one huge bed hung with curtains. He looked at me and pouted a little. “I had thought that we would be more intimate by this stage—that you would be content to share a bed with me. I’m sorry. Perhaps you would—” I caught him around the waist, heaved him into the air, and, ignoring his furious objection to being so manhandled, dumped him on the bed, then straddled him.
“You are very masterful, sir.”
I groaned at his coquettish demeanor and tapped him disapprovingly on the nose. “That kind of language, sir, will get you into trouble. Be wary, or I will solve our problem for us by turning you over and showing you how masterful I can be.”

⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*A dangerous royal affair* ⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
I determined there and then not to underestimate this prince of mine again. He was not vacuous and flighty, as he liked to give the impression he was. And why was I calling him my prince? He was strong wine: something I thought about consuming but knew would be bad for me.
I had come a long way to forget, a long way for a new beginning. You cannot have one of those, I suppose, without an ending, and there had been no real ending. I had the horror inside still, carried all the way from that accursed country to this new one.




which I loved and oddly enough both MC's in each book have the same first names so it was a little weird to read them close together since the characters are completely different.



It didn't matter who my opponent was; I was just better. I had ridden wild stallions bareback into war. I had been raised by the people of the horse.
