Sold To The Viking Warrior. Michelle Styles

      Sigurd rolled his eyes heavenwards, obviously not appreciating the role she had assigned him. ‘Preserve me from independent women with come-hither smiles.’

      ‘My quick thinking allowed us to pass,’ she retorted. ‘We are in.’

      He raised a brow. ‘Now it is my job to ensure we get out of this place alive.’

      ‘With my father and brother.’

      ‘I know the bargain we struck, Eilidith. But I promise you—your life is important as well.’

      Liddy studied the road rather than looking at the variety of warriors who stood just inside the gateway, far more than she had considered. What hope did Sigurd and his men have against them?

      ‘I will hold you to that promise.’