Lady At Arms: A Medieval Romance (Volume 1)

Lady At Arms: A Medieval Romance (Volume 1)

Tamara Leigh

Language: English

Pages: 306

ISBN: 1942326114

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


HE WAS THE VILEST OF MEN Lizanne Balmaine has spent years honing her skills at arms, determined she will never again be at the mercy of any man. When she comes face to face with the one who stole her future, she seizes the opportunity to exact revenge. Soon he is her prisoner, at her mercy. But something is different about him, something that makes her question her purpose. Is it possible a man can be so changed? More, can she right the wrong that could lay ruin to her family? SHE WAS A QUESTION NEVER BEFORE ASKED OF HIM Ranulf Wardieu does not seek a bride, nor a settling of scores when his mission for the king places him in the path of a beguiling, raven-haired maiden. But fascination turns to fury when she imprisons him. Accused of wrongdoing, the nature of which she refuses to reveal, he discovers the lady is as skilled at wielding a sword as she is at verbal sparring. When he bests her at her game and his jailer becomes his captive, he is determined to learn what wrong he has done her. However, as they engage in a battle of wits and wills and he glimpses her woman’s heart, he discovers Lizanne is a question never before asked of him—one his own jaded heart refuses to answer.

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fascination turns to fury when she imprisons him. Accused of wrongdoing, the nature of which she refuses to reveal, he discovers the lady is as skilled at wielding a sword as she is at verbal sparring. When he bests her at her game and his jailer becomes his captive, he is determined to learn what wrong he has done her. However, as they engage in a battle of wits and wills and he glimpses her woman’s heart, he discovers Lizanne is a question never before asked of him - one his own jaded heart

forced him to cross swords with her?” It was not a thing of which a man would boast, Ranulf allowed, but it was an offense that pride demanded not go unpunished. “I will deal with that when I come to it.” Walter took a step toward him. “You cannot have prayed about this.” Ranulf did not dare, for he was familiar enough with God to know revenge was not pleasing to Him. “I have not.” He firmly held his gaze to the other man. “Nor shall I.” Disappointment staggered across the older man’s face.

sighed, crossed to the tent opening, and looked over his shoulder. “Still, you have not told me what you will do with her.” Ranulf clenched his hands. “When she reveals the crime of which I stand accused, then I will decide and not before.” “Let us pray ‘tis not too late.” Walter stepped outside and dropped the flap behind him. It was dark and growing cold before anyone came for her. Her tears having dried, Lizanne squinted at the two sent to fetch her to Wardieu. Their torches revealed

the man not been king, Ranulf would have throttled him, but he had withdrawn with his head still firmly in place. Of a sudden, Lizanne rolled onto her back and threw an arm across his chest. She groaned and turned her head to peer at him through narrowed eyelids. “Oh, ’tis you.” “Did you expect Philip Charwyck?” “What?” She blinked, then her eyes widened. “Geoff told you.” “Naturally.” “Naturally.” She raked a hand through her rumpled hair and leveraged up to sitting. “Tell me of your

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