A Knight of Her Own

by Oberon Wonch
Rogues of Rouen, #2
Publication Date: January 23, 2017
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Select, Historical Romance

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Sir Drogo LaForce has spent a lifetime chasing the family

honor and wealth denied him by his bastard birth. A clever

scheme to uncloak a traitor against the Crown finally

promises towin him everything he desires…Lady Isabel has

been in hiding ever since an evil Norman lord killed her father

and usurped her English lands. But her plot to avenge her

father and free her people is threatened when a mysterious

Norman knight abducts her with plans to use her for espionage.

Drogo’s fascinating captive is nothing like he anticipated.

Outspoken but innocent, Isabel reluctantly submits to Drogo’s

tutoring in the spymaster’s craft, as well as the art of making

love. But their potent attraction nearly leads to disaster. In the

end they must decide between their dueling appetites for

riches and revenge…or love.

Oh how I love a historical romance. And this one is truly

awesome. This book is so wonderfully written. It has such

an elegant flow to it. This is my first book by Oberon Wonch.

But I do plan to read more by her.

This story is about Isabel or is she infamously known the

blue lady. Known to wither a man Nether region if he so treat

her wrong. The blue lady lives in the forest and is known to

prey on men. Then there is the night we not only capture her

but capture her heart as well. Not at first but eventually she

is overly and totally in love with him. He has taken a vow of

chastity, to a woman long gone. But not forgotten. And

Isabel doesn't know how to complete with a dead woman.

But the more Drago tries to teach her how to seduce the

enemy, the harder it is for him to keep his vow. They have to

take down this evil man he is responsible for her father’s

death and for trying to keep her so many years ago. What

he's done to her and everyone she loves deplorable. In the

end as Drago falls more in love with her will you be able to go

through with his plan. And the more she falls in love him she

seems there may be no other way but to go through with the

plan after all. Hopefully in that in the end they will be able to

be together. But it is an impossible match for she’s a Lady

and he is nothing but a knight. And a match for them is not

allowed. But fate has a funny way of interfering when we

least expect it.

Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope you

enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this book,

please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like it

when you do; they value your opinions too.

“You know de Belleterre will be hosting his annual feast in a fortnight,” Leofric said.

Isabel shuddered. “Candlemas.”

The Holy Church called the traditional midwinter festival Candlemas. It was when they commemorated the Blessed Mother’s presentation of her baby Jesus at the Temple. When the priests blessed their candles, which symbolized God’s light in bleakest winter, and when farmers prayed for spring to return soon.

But de Belleterre put his own degenerate spin on things and called the feast Imbolc, in the manner of the pagan people who had dwelled here long before Isabel’s forefathers had arrived. He marked it with a week-long orgy of gluttony, fornicating, and the abuse of his peasants.

“He will be expected to entertain guests,” Leofric said.

She glanced between him and the Norman who had taken her captive. An uneasy realization dawned. “And you want me to be one of those guests.”

Leofric nodded and went on. “’Tis the only way we can learn what the earl’s traitorous plans are and whom he consorts with—especially William’s Danish foes. If we can learn names and locations, it would prove the earl’s treachery toward William, and he would be forced to arrest him.”

“You’re mad, both of you. De Belleterre won’t tell me anything.”

Leofric shot an uncertain glimpse toward LaForce. To Isabel, Leofric said. “Not at once. You will have to gain his favor. He must come to trust you and feel safe to speak intimately with you.” Her friend fell silent.

“Go on,” she said warily. “How am I to gain his favor?” And why was Leofric behaving so diffident?

“For the love of God, man.” LaForce impatiently stepped around her to insert himself into her field of vision. He faced her squarely. “You must seduce de Belleterre and win access to his bed. He must grow careless enough to—”

“Seduce him!” A wave of nausea assaulted her as she repeated the ugly words. She swallowed hard. Though she’d already plotted a marriage of convenience with the devil, conjugal relations with him were definitely not in the plan—she’d only intended to get close enough to ram a knife into the monster’s gullet.