England, 1066

Rose of Carlisle had forsaken her Saxon pride to protect her people from the Normans' wrath. Even when the crude leader of the conquering knights declared he would take her to wife, Rose had held her tongue and accepted her fate. The she met the smoldering gaze of Gaston de Thorne, and she knew for the first time what conquest truly meant.

Sir Gaston's honor was sorely tested from the moment he laid eyes on the Lady Rose. She belonged to his brother by royal decree. But when Gaston awakened her tender passion, he vowed to make her his alone.