Ann of Cambray galloped across the Norman countryside, her flaming hair a banner unfurled in the breeze. Her lord, Raoul of Sieux was taking her home to the land of his childhood, to lie in his arms, to bear his child, to live in peace.
But they were lovers subject to the whims of King Henry, indebted to his Queen, who had tricked the King into commanding their marriage. Henry had promised himself that one day Ann would share his bed. The Norman lords had promised themselves they would divide Raoul's land. And Eleanor . . . what would she demand in return for her influence, in repayment for the presents she had sent, in exchange for the gifts of the queen?
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