Dour. Dutiful. Dogged.
Personal tragedy drove Callum McRae to join the Order of Saint Casimir
15 years ago; now he's in charge of a hold he hasn't lived in for years.
Supplies are scarce, he has no knack for dealing with people, and the
Gols are at the gates. To make matters worse, he's also battling an
attraction so powerful and forbidden that it imperils his very soul....
Canny. Cheerful. Charming.
Joss Bristow seems bright and cheerful, but she's hiding a well of
sorrow that fuels her music. She's also prone to leaping before she
looks, exactly how she ends up besieged at Burnt Amber. Though she
wanted to get to know Callum better, she never imagined that falling for
him could cost her life.
He's the dark of night, and she's the sun that shines just for him. Two
wounded souls have never needed each other more, but between his holy
vows and the devastation of war, the odds are stacked against them....