A girl’s future

ned over the letter. It was certainly one he'd been expecting, one he'd been waiting and watching for. Now that it was here, he read e

ntil he'd read the letter through again. "It's from him, is it not? Damn you to hell and back, it is from him. From the Prince." Coll pushed away from the table to pace. Only the manners hammered into him by his mother kept him from tearing the letter from Brigham's hand. Although the knowledge that, despite the difference in size and girth, Brigham could hold his own in a fight might also have played a certain role in his decision. "I've as much right as you." Brigham looked up