Ancient prophecy says an Artuan first daughter will sit at the left hand of the king, but be as his right...
Astrid of the Artuan tribe will liberate her people from exile on the harsh jungle planet of Tiber...even if it means kidnapping a prince. Prince Jorunn's father ordered all the males of her clan killed fifteen years ago to secure his throne. Forcing the prince to perform the handfasting ceremony that will make her his queen seems a small sin in comparison.
Prince Jorunn can't believe the woman he mistook for a prostitute dared to drug him and take him back to her tribe for a marriage ceremony. The only thing more unbelievable is that a part of him -- the part addled by the drug she slipped him, no doubt -- doesn't think wedding this fierce and beautiful, kind and wanton woman would be such a bad idea.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Seducing the Enemy by Anna J. Evans
All in all, Heaven's Gate's most recent patron looked the furthest thing from a young, vibrant prince on the verge of becoming his planet's next king.
"That can't be him," Mina whispered into her purple drink, but Astrid understood her perfectly, probably would have been able to read her friend's thoughts from the slight quirk of her eyebrow without the words being spoken.
Mina had been her closest friend since the year the women and girl children of their tribe had been exiled to the remote planet of Tiber fifteen years past. They had starved together, fought together and at times even comforted each other with their bodies during the long, steamy nights of Tiber's ten-moon summer.
Though they had both realized long ago that the love between them wasn't of the passionate sort, they were sensual women with bodies that cried out for a few moments on the edge of bliss. They suspected it was a male's touch they truly craved, but how was one to know when the only creatures on their planet with shafts between their legs were the wild animals they fought to survive?
"There must have been a mistake."
"There is no mistake. It's him. I'd know that chin anywhere," Astrid said, eyes narrowing as she homed in on the shadowed face.
It was him, all right, the man whose visage was plastered over every available posting board on the Endelvean moon where their ship had landed late the night before. No one else would suspect that the Prince of Endelvea would dare land on one of the rough, outlaw-ridden moons, but Astrid had known he would come. Once he realized the sacred sword of his forefathers was missing, he would have no choice but to search, and Astrid had risked everything to ascertain she knew exactly where he would go looking.
"This was a horrible idea. We should never have come. What are you going to do if we fail? The Glagors won't be merciful, they'll make you pay the--"
"We won't fail. He's here, and he's unguarded. The hardest part is accomplished, now all we have to do is get him to our ship without being observed."
"He's enormous, and we have no weapons. How will we ever force--"
"We aren't going to use force," Astrid said, letting her simple fur cape slide off her shoulders to puddle in the seat behind her. She shivered from the double hit of the cold air on her nearly bare skin, and the heat of dozens of male eyes suddenly upon her. Heaven's Gate was one of the roughest bars on Endelvea Moon Three, and she and Mina had already created quite a stir even in their bulky, shapeless clothing, simply by being female.
"Oh dear goddess mother," Mina whispered.