eyelashes of the new snow that had begun to fall. She couldn’t see two strides in front of her it was so thick. “Are you sure we’re headed in the right direction?”
Sorin chuckled. “Aye. If we’re lucky, we’ll reach the gates of Drahcir by nightfall. I doona want to spend a night without the guards your father loaned us.”
“Nay, I’d rather not do that either.” A chill raced down her spine. She was bundled in a heavy fur-lined cloak her father had given to her just before she left, and matching thick gloves, but still she shivered. Every breath she took burned her lungs, and all she wanted was the feel of a soft, warm bed.
And Sorin.
“What are you smiling at?” he asked.
“I’m thinking of once again having you in my bed. We haven’t had any privacy since we left Invergarry.”
Sorin laughed. “I told you I’ have given you pleasure any time you wanted it.”
“Aye, but not with the men there.” She shook her head. “They would have stared.”
He reached over and squeezed her hand. “Even a monk couldna look away from your face or hear your cries as you peak, my love.”
“You’re only saying that because you’re my husband.”
“Hmmmm,” he growled. “I love the sound of that, wife.”
She giggled. “And I like the sound of that.”
“I’m going to enjoy having you as my mate.”
“Is that so?” It was then she realized she had no idea what was expected of her. “I’m really going to be a princess?”
He kissed her nose and smiled. “Aye, with all the privileges that goes with it. Be prepared though. You’ll be Princess Katrina in Drahcir.”
She bit her lip at his words. “Princess. It’s still difficult to believe that you are a prince and I’ll be a princess. I thought royalty was only allowed to marry royalty.”
“If our mates were royalty, then that’s who we would marry,” he said with a shrug. “Our kingdom doesna care that you are no’ royalty. What matters is that you’re the best woman for me. There is a bond between us that can only be broken with death. Nothing and no one can come between us.”
She took a deep breath and smiled. “I like hearing that. I imagine most women would like that kind of assurance with the men they marry.”
“Now, that’s no’ to say we willna have our share of arguments,” he cautioned. “I can be a bit obstinate at times.”
“A bit?” she asked with a laugh. “At times? That’s putting it mildly. But I may as well tell you that I have a bit of a temper myself.”
They shared a laugh and linked hands. Katrina couldn’t wait to meet her new family. Every day on their journey to Drahcir, she and Sorin had exchanged stories of their families and childhoods.
She knew secrets about him he hadn’t even shared with his brothers. She had been an only child, so she was anxious to meet Sorin’s brothers and their wives. She prayed they got along well.
“Doona be nervous,” Sorin said as if reading her thoughts. “Everyone will welcome you.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Because I love you.”
Her gaze jerked to his as she pulled on the reins to stop her mare. “What?”
“Is it such a surprise, wife? I’d have thought you knew how I felt already.”
“I...I had no idea,” she mumbled. “I knew you cared for me, but I just assumed our love would grow over the years.”
“Not mine.” His gaze refused to let hers go.
And she finally admitted to what she knew had been growing in her heart since the first day she met him. “I love you.”
“I know,” he said with a wickedly charming grin. “I’ve just been waiting for you to realize it.”
“Oh, you’re impossible,” she said and turned her head away. “What’s that?” she asked and pointed ahead of them.
Sorin blew out a loud breath. They had finally reached the pass. “It’s the pass to Drahcir. Sheer snow and ice walls
Sorin chuckled. “Aye. If we’re lucky, we’ll reach the gates of Drahcir by nightfall. I doona want to spend a night without the guards your father loaned us.”
“Nay, I’d rather not do that either.” A chill raced down her spine. She was bundled in a heavy fur-lined cloak her father had given to her just before she left, and matching thick gloves, but still she shivered. Every breath she took burned her lungs, and all she wanted was the feel of a soft, warm bed.
And Sorin.
“What are you smiling at?” he asked.
“I’m thinking of once again having you in my bed. We haven’t had any privacy since we left Invergarry.”
Sorin laughed. “I told you I’ have given you pleasure any time you wanted it.”
“Aye, but not with the men there.” She shook her head. “They would have stared.”
He reached over and squeezed her hand. “Even a monk couldna look away from your face or hear your cries as you peak, my love.”
“You’re only saying that because you’re my husband.”
“Hmmmm,” he growled. “I love the sound of that, wife.”
She giggled. “And I like the sound of that.”
“I’m going to enjoy having you as my mate.”
“Is that so?” It was then she realized she had no idea what was expected of her. “I’m really going to be a princess?”
He kissed her nose and smiled. “Aye, with all the privileges that goes with it. Be prepared though. You’ll be Princess Katrina in Drahcir.”
She bit her lip at his words. “Princess. It’s still difficult to believe that you are a prince and I’ll be a princess. I thought royalty was only allowed to marry royalty.”
“If our mates were royalty, then that’s who we would marry,” he said with a shrug. “Our kingdom doesna care that you are no’ royalty. What matters is that you’re the best woman for me. There is a bond between us that can only be broken with death. Nothing and no one can come between us.”
She took a deep breath and smiled. “I like hearing that. I imagine most women would like that kind of assurance with the men they marry.”
“Now, that’s no’ to say we willna have our share of arguments,” he cautioned. “I can be a bit obstinate at times.”
“A bit?” she asked with a laugh. “At times? That’s putting it mildly. But I may as well tell you that I have a bit of a temper myself.”
They shared a laugh and linked hands. Katrina couldn’t wait to meet her new family. Every day on their journey to Drahcir, she and Sorin had exchanged stories of their families and childhoods.
She knew secrets about him he hadn’t even shared with his brothers. She had been an only child, so she was anxious to meet Sorin’s brothers and their wives. She prayed they got along well.
“Doona be nervous,” Sorin said as if reading her thoughts. “Everyone will welcome you.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Because I love you.”
Her gaze jerked to his as she pulled on the reins to stop her mare. “What?”
“Is it such a surprise, wife? I’d have thought you knew how I felt already.”
“I...I had no idea,” she mumbled. “I knew you cared for me, but I just assumed our love would grow over the years.”
“Not mine.” His gaze refused to let hers go.
And she finally admitted to what she knew had been growing in her heart since the first day she met him. “I love you.”
“I know,” he said with a wickedly charming grin. “I’ve just been waiting for you to realize it.”
“Oh, you’re impossible,” she said and turned her head away. “What’s that?” she asked and pointed ahead of them.
Sorin blew out a loud breath. They had finally reached the pass. “It’s the pass to Drahcir. Sheer snow and ice walls
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