They were enemies in a divided land...
Saxon beauty Caryn of Ivesham longed to escape the chill gray cloisters of the convent to which she'd fled-but not in marriage to the towering, feared Raolfe de Gere, the Norman knight they called Ral the...
Dear Lady Truelove,
I am a girl of noble family, but I am painfully shy, especially in my encounters with those of the opposite sex . . .
For Clara Deverill, standing in for the real Lady Truelove means dispensing advice on problems she herself has...