“The man peered through the doorway - a blond bearded man with steel blue eyes, who first considered her holding Niall's sword, and then Niall in her bed. She couldn't believe he would grin at them. The heathen. His friend… — Terry Spear Copy Share Image
“Tis no use fighting with the lass," Niall said wearily. "You will lose the battle, Gunnolf. No matter what it is about." Gunnolf shook his head, then helped Niall to stand, and with his arm around his waist, he helped… — Terry Spear Copy Share Image
