The Heart Of A Ruler
"What's the big deal?" Reginald, the crown prince of Silvershire, asked with a laugh that only partially echoed with humor.
The other viable emotion that was present, and more than a little evident in his retort, was irritation. It was common knowledge that Reginald had never liked being challenged or questioned by anyone. His was the right to do or say whatever pleased him. Explanations did not please him. The only other person in the kingdom who dared question him — on rare occasions — was his father. For the most part, King Weston doted on him as Reginald was the single living testimony of his late wife's love.
Obviously struggling with a temper that rarely resided in check, Reginald paced about his bedroom. He shot the companion of his childhood an impatient look.
Reginald frowned, his handsome features taking on a malevolent appearance. "It's not as if I'm asking you to marry her in my place. Just go and fetch the damn woman and bring her back."
"Fetch her." Lord Russell Southgate, the present duke of Carrington, repeated the phrase the prince had thrown out so cavalierly. Because he knew he ... read full excerpt from The Heart of a Ruler ebook
