Which will triumph: love of country or love of mate?
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In a time when castles were the strongest…in a place where combat was face to face…Labren was on the run. He hid his true name and he admitted it freely.
In a time when slavery was legal...in a place where kings were all-powerful…Eve, a slave, appeared in the right place at the right time.
Eve saved his life. In return, he offered her the opportunity of freedom. She did not know what would happen to her if she chose to accept his proposal, but she did know the consequences of rejecting it.
“If you are wondering whether or not I am able to walk, stop.”
“I will help.” She met his eyes with a cool determination that left no room for doubt.
After a moment, he broke her gaze and returned to staring at the sky.
“What if I want to die?”
She was still thinking about the best reply when she grew aware of his scrutiny. Their eyes met. “Why would you?”
His lips compressed as he swallowed his reply. Instead, he offered, “I understand I do not have a choice.”
He resisted as she reached for his wounded arm.
“You need to promise me something first.”
She frowned and didn’t reply.
“If we are spotted or do not make it into hiding, you must kill me.”
She looked away from the pleading and pain in his eyes. “I promise.” Her voice was barely audible, but he seemed satisfied. Thankfully he did not ask her to say it again. She concentrated on ripping strips from her chemise. It made her nervous to repeat a promise she didn’t intend to keep.