Lorne Earrach's father taught her how to fight with a sword, though he hoped she'd never have need of one. He brought her out to the Fringe the day she was born in hopes of delivering her from the ceaseless strife of the kingdoms' endless wars. However, battlefields have a tendency to bleed beyond their borders. When...
Despite myself, my heart fluttered as he rolled his shoulders back, his shirt collar slightly opening with the movement. I could see just a hint of his collarbone. "Was it fun, Lizzie?" I frowned in confusion, "what?" He stepped closer, I could feel the warmth from his body against my skin, "driving me crazy all week...