The Consolation Prize (Brides of Karadok, #3)

by Alice Coldbreath

“Ah gods,” he groaned, closing his eyes. “I could have lost you tonight. I so very nearly lost you.” When he opened his eyes again, they were brimming over with both passion and emotion. “And you’re everything.” He sounded shaken. “When did you become everything to me?”

Una gazed down as Armand dragged off his helmet. His eyes were seeking out her own. She raised her hand to her lips and sent him a kiss. Before her eyes, he reached out a gauntleted hand to catch her tribute and press it to his breastplate. “Oh my!” breathed the Queen, whose interest had finally been snared. She fanned herself with her hand and cast a sideways look at Una. “Finally, I see what all the fuss is about,” she murmured.