There was only one way to wealth in 1284, war, and Tarl was very good at it. When the king sought to reward him with land, Tarl chose what most considered a worthless rock. He didn't want to spend his life protecting land others coveted. A bastard sworn to celibacy he also didn't want the king forcing a bride on him.

Simon knew Tarl would be furious when he rescued Shara and brought her to the Rock, but what else could he do? He couldn't leave her to her father's demented machinations. Shara brought many things with her, including danger. The peace Tarl craved was shattered. As were his own ideals, for Shara also brought everything Tarl was missing in life.

But would she ever admit it? Could he ever trust that she felt more than gratitude? He didn't want her gratitude. He wanted her love.