“Whatever befalls us, we will endure it together. I clutch my longbow and dagger close to my side. My last thoughts linger… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“A sudden yearning to hold Artagan close overtakes me, to smell the scent of his skin and run my hands through his… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“Whatever befalls us, we will endure it together. I clutch my longbow and dagger close to my side. My last thoughts linger on my… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“Hot-blooded men make war. It’s up to cool-headed queens like us to make the peace.” — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“My blood runs cold. Her savage stare and bloodied hands leave no doubts in my mind as she glares up at us from across… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“A sudden yearning to hold Artagan close overtakes me, to smell the scent of his skin and run my hands through his tousled black… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
“I never was the type of noblewoman to stay by the hearth while the men rode into battle anyway. As my father always used… — Mark Noce Copy Share Image
