Lord Schuyler Darkspear had spent his life protecting his people. Protecting them from creatures that many had no idea existed. Dark creatures. Creatures that seemed to have no place in the world. But now he was being asked to protect a world he knew nothing about and yet he was to be denied the one thing that drew him to it. The young woman who had come in search of his father, searching for help for a world that his father had left behind. Amarantha of the Lightswords had to fight back new emotions as she faced that son of the man she hunted. He was likened to no man she had ever known. In his eyes burned the desires for things that were forbidden. Her lips burned where he had so boldly caressed them. It was forbidden, but so were these emotions were forbidden to her. For it was forbidden for her to feel love.