Recently docked after a voyage abroad, Emmett wants only to find a warm bed and good food, for himself and the cabin boy he's taken into his care. Those plans are impeded, however, by an altercation in the streets -- with a man he realizes too late is England's heir to the throne, Prince Andrewe.<br><br>When the encounter unexpectedly leads to a position in the royal household attending the prince, Emmett is not certain what to think. On one hand, it's a reliable income and ensures the safety of his charge. On the other, it's neither the life Emmett knows, nor an environment that he's comfortable in. Left to learn his lessons the hard way, Emmett spends his days contending with a spoiled, infuriating prince who leaves him in a constant tangle of emotions.<br><br>Then he begins to hear whispers of treason and must make a choice: defend Prince Andrewe or betray him.

Honour

“Come,” Andrewe paid the comment no mind, and urged his horse faster. “Before the stable hands get a chance to blabber what they’ve seen.”


The grass was damp with clinging rain and the blanket below them did little to stop the seeping. Emmett would be soaked to the skin if he continued to lie on his back. But the feel of Andrewe’s mouth on his and the way Andrewe rubbed their bodies together as he lay on top of him was more than enough distraction. It was nothing but the slide of hip to hip and body on body, yet it was working into something unlike anything Emmett had ever felt before: a long, slow tease that not only made his own body strain but that made it quite obvious that Andrewe was enjoying the sensation just as strongly.


Had it not been for the birds that suddenly lifted in a flurry of surprise, Emmett would have never seen it coming. “Your Highness,” he gasped, and acting on instinct alone Emmett wrapped his arms around Andrewe’s waist and rolled to the left.


Chapter 17