LB. ENGLEZA Astride a stolen horse, encircled by the shackled arms of Broderick Maxwell, a Scottish spy escaping certain death in the Tower of London, Lizbeth Ives rides to the north, hidden by the merciful darkness. By stealth and by cunning, the daughter of the Lord High Executioner has undone her father’s cruel work, compelled to save the innocent man with her. There is no turning back— they are bound as one in his iron chains. Consumed by mortal fear, driven by passion, they disappear into the night… A single raven follows them. Is it an omen? Or only the first of those who would capture them? They must ride on. If captured, they will face death together. But if they reach Scotland, he will claim her for his own… forever. ALL HE COULD GIVE Broc pulled her onto his lap, fingers tangled through her hair, drawing her head back. She sucked in air and searched his face with an intensity that burned his flesh. Her eyes, beautiful, golden, trusting, would haunt him for the rest of his days. “ Lizbeth, ” he whispered, and intended to say more, but her fingers slipped between them to still his lips. She couldn’t know that her simple caress stole the last of his resistance. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers, knowing he would never leave her behind.