“Johannes Reinhardt. Bear his child to strengthen our alliance.”
She’s about to be sold like a hostage to the notorious ruler of the North.
Please, God…
Don’t let him be as terrifying as the rumors say.
With fear in her heart, Eunice heads toward the unfamiliar winter land…
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I must have startled you.”
“You don’t need makeup to be pretty. I can’t quite tell what’s different.”
“When we’re alone, call me by my name.”
Is the king’s inexplicable favor a whim or sincere?
Johannes remembers the girl who was like sunshine, while Eunice fails to recognize the once prickly boy.
Their winter healing romance begins.
