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And I want to be of account to him, she thought intently.

By the gods, she whispered within her mind, he is prince of this land and comes to see me

Carillon, he said firmly. There are no titles between us.

Alix Do you seek to unseat me?

The animal reacted to her unexpected appearance with alacrity.

By the gods, she whispered within her mind, he is prince of this land and comes to see me

She tried to draw her hands from his large weapon-callused ones. My lord...

Sunlight glittered off the gold of his mount's trappings and painted the chestnut warhorse bright red. She heard the jingle of bit and bridle and the heavy snort of the big stallion. His rider, who had yet to see her, rode unconcernedly through the meadowlands.

equally startled, reined the animal in with a curse and shot a glare over his shoulder. When he saw her his face cleared.

She tried to draw her hands from his large weapon-callused ones. My lord...

Hurriedly she brushed her skirts free of clinging stems and blossoms and began to pick them from her braid. Before she could strip them away entirely he swung down from the horse and caught her hands, kneeling.

A songbird called from the forest behind and she glanced up, smiling at the delicate melody. Then her attention was caught by an approaching rider, and she let fall the flowered braid from limp fingers.

Carillon, he said firmly. There are no titles between us.

No, my lord, she responded promptly, very solemn and

proper. Then she grinned again-

And I want to be of account to him, she thought intently.

Alix Do you seek to unseat me?

The prince stared down at her quizzically, one tawny eyebrow rose. What have you been doing harvesting all the flowers? You are fair covered with them.

I did not think you would come, she said, pitching her voice to carry over the noisy horse.

I did not think you would come, she said, pitching her voice to carry over the noisy horse.

Lousy slid down the muddy bank into the water again. His rider,

No, my lord, she responded promptly, very solemn and

Geoffrey Shafer.

The warriors splashed into the creek, splattering her liberally. She grinned in devious anticipation and straightened in the deep grass, wiping water from her sun-browned skin.

So, you wish to see Homana's prince take an unexpected bath, he said menacingly, but she saw the amusement in his eyes.

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