Living a quiet life in a remote village, Roland does not expect the arrival of the powerful warrior, Magnus, who speaks of fates and prophecies. Surely Roland can't be the lost royal prince who is destined to slay the evil sorcerer, Veronious, with a legendary sword. Roland doesn';t even know how to wield a sword.<br /><br />When Roland's identity is confirmed and danger nears, he flees with Magnus, who trains him for battle by day and teaches him passion by night.<br /><br />Just as Roland finds the legendary sword, Veronious learns Roland is the lost prince and casts a curse on him. The beautiful prince falls into a deep sleep, not to stir for a hundred years ... unless he is awakened by true love's kiss.

Waking the Prince

Several large raindrops hit his upturned face, landing on his cheeks and in his eyelashes. One dripped onto his lips. His tongue darted out to taste the raindrop.


Magnus closed his hand around Roland’s arm. “Let’s go. Helen will be worried.”


Hiding his disappointment, Roland nodded and pulled away. What had he been thinking anyway? This big man probably had ladies in every village and kingdom waiting to please his every whim and desire. He’d certainly imagined any interest Magnus had shown in him.


Roland knew he was practically running as he headed back to the hut, not even looking behind him to be sure the warrior was following.


Lorenzo hung back in the shadows of Veronius’s bedchamber, waiting for his master to finish swiving. He knew by the heavy breathing and deep groans emanating from the sorcerer he was nearing the end of the coupling.


Chapter 4