His story precedes him. A Man so rich that he could buy a country with little or no dent to his unending coffers. A man so handsome that high standing queens could give up their queendoms for just a night in his chambers. A man so ruthless that any one who had ever stood in the path of what he wanted never lived to tell the tale. A man who every family wanted as an in-law or a friend of the family. A man whose social status was rather fetching. A man who was not interested in anybody. A man. Lord Barimond. His story precedes him. * * * Her situation propels her She wanted nothing more than revenge for the murder of her mother and father. The king and queen. Murder that was passed off as accidents. Murders that she saw happen. Murders that no one was aware that she witnessed. Murders carried out by her Father's younger brother. And now he's the king, she is about to be sent away in guise of marriage to a rather rich and powerful but older, much older Lord Hartlen. And no one could save her. Except...... the dreadful Lord Barimond. And go to him, she must. Her situation propels her.