the Britons, had lost all she held dear. She had been widowed in war, then robbed of the ancestral home that was her birthright. And now her last hope was a stranger-one with whom she'd shared a single tender kiss.
The foreign knight Jacques le Brun begged her to let him defend her honor-nay, her very life. But he owed fealty to the hated French who had conquered her country, England, and to the new faith they brought with them. Could Bronwen place her trust in the pure, untainted love she saw shining in this man's eyes-and follow him to a new world.?
