Passion's Blood
Chapter One
"Let's rest here a moment," Leanna called, dropping gracefully to the ground and
setting her grey mare free to graze in the sweet heather. "I tire of the ride."
She laughed softly to herself for, in truth, she had another reason for stopping.
Running to the edge of a glade that seemed to be fashioned of dark green velvet, she
threw herself down in the billowing grass, which was woven with delicate yellow
wildflowers and dancing with butterflies. The burble of a brook a short distance away
fell like music onto her ears.
Prince Emric smiled when he dismounted, amused that his betrothed moved with
such energy though she professed to be fatigued. Although Leanna was ahead of him, it
took him only a few strides to catch up with her. He knew this was a game and he was
eager to play, for Leanna's passionate nature and independent spirit constantly surprised
and delighted him.
Leanna's back was to him when he reached her, her red hair gleaming in the sun
like wild silken ribbons.
He fell to his knees beside her, gently touching her shoulder. She turned to fac ... read full excerpt from Passion's Blood ebook
