Wed by Proxy (Brides of Karadok, #1)

by Alice Coldbreath

“Lord blind me!” ejaculated Willard in surprise.

Willard did what?!

she did not have eyes for anyone other than her husband at present. She was wholly engrossed taking in all his glory. He was tall and powerfully built with broad shoulders and strong limbs. He was clearly master here, with his rich, booming voice, yet he opened his own door, which she found strangely fascinating.

She had traveled the length of the kingdom dressed as a man. She had hitched rides on carts. She had slept in common taverns, on hard wooden benches, and even once under a hedge. She had haggled over the price of a loaf, been cuffed round the ear by an irate stallholder, and that very morning she had been in her first fight in defense of the innocent. In short, she had earned her spurs.