When she begins to have premonitions and is captured by enemy soldiers, Jordan becomes embroiled in a quest to save the great-niece of her King, a child who is the product of rape and is being used as a pawn by her own father. Noah, the King’s bastard son, is not only intent on saving his infant cousin and avenging the murder of her mother, but he also knows he’s the ideal match for Jordan. Like her, he’s respected but is also set apart from others. Unlike her, his separateness results from the circumstances of his birth and from the berserker rages he succumbs to during battles.
Jordan and Noah come to understand that love and desire are the most important tools they have in their own quest to stay alive and together. But a twisted part of Noah’s past will threaten his life and sanity. If Jordan can’t heal him, body and soul, then her final premonition will come true. If it does, then both of the lovers are doomed. Jordan refuses to accept that outcome, but her strength of will may not be enough to prevent tragic events from robbing her of the future she longs to have with Noah.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m not a child.”
“No. You’re very much a woman. You’re also worn down, sick, and sad. I would feed you.”
Wondering if this was some royal custom she was unaware of, Jordan didn’t argue. She watched as Noah broke off a small piece of bread, dipped it in the steaming broth for a second, and then fed it to her. This simple act was relaxing and oddly sensual. Only when she’d insisted she’d had enough, did he eat. Afterwards, he poured each of them a cup of wine.
“Better?” he inquired.
“Much. I liked that.”
Grinning, he said, “Then I shall feed you more often. I liked the way it felt when you took the bread from my fingers with your mouth.”
In spite of everything that had happened earlier, Noah’s words made Jordan ache between her legs. She was not surprised.