Praise for USA TODAY bestselling author Margaret Moore
âThe story is fresh, fun, fast-paced, engaging, and passionate, with an added touch of adventure.â
âThe Romance Readers Connection on THE NOTORIOUS KNIGHT
â⦠filled with fast-paced dialogue and historical details that add depth and authenticity to the story. Readers will be well entertained.â
âRT Book Reviews on MY LORDâS DESIRE
âReaders continue to ask for âMoore.â Her latest book is a sparkling, dynamic tale of two lonely hearts who find each other despite their pasts and the evil forces surrounding them.â
âRT Book Reviews on HERS TO DESIRE
âColourful and compelling details of life in the Middle Ages abound.â
âPublishers Weekly on HERS TO COMMAND
âA lively adventure with enough tension and romance to keep me turning pages.ââInternational bestselling author Roberta Gellis on HERS TO COMMAND
âThis captivating adventure of thirteenth-century Scotland kept me enthralled from beginning to end. Itâs a keeper!â
âRomance Junkies on BRIDE OF LOCHBARR
âMargaret Moore is a master storyteller who has the uncanny ability to develop new twists on old themes.â
âAffaire de Coeur
âWhen it comes to excellence in historical romance books, no one provides the audience with more than the award-winning Ms Moore.â
âUnder the Covers
Lizette was too stunned to move.
Sheâd had no idea a kiss could make her wish that heâd pick her up and carry her somewhere, anywhere, where they could be alone â¦
Overwhelmed by desire, she ran her hands up Finnâs back, pressing her body against his. She recalled how heâd saved her from Lindall and those others. How kind heâd been to Keldra and Garreth, and how marvellous he looked â¦
Someone cleared a throat, and she abruptly remembered where she was, and that she had a part to play, too, as Finn didâand this kiss must be no more than a part of their ruse.
Award-winning author MARGARET MOORE began her career at the age of eight, when she and a friend concocted stories featuring a lovely damsel and a handsome, misunderstood thief nicknamed âThe Red Sheikâ. Unknowingly pursuing her destiny, Margaret graduated with distinction from the University of Toronto, Canada. She has been a Leading Wren in the Royal Canadian Naval Reserve, an award-winning public speaker, a member of an archery team, and a student of fencing and ballroom dancing. She has also worked for every major department store chain in Canada.
Margaret lives in Toronto, Ontario, with her husband of over twenty-five years. Her two children have grown up understanding that itâs part of their motherâs job to discuss non-existent people and their problems. When not writing, Margaret updates her blog and website at www.margaretmoore.com
KNAVEâS HONOUR
Margaret Moore
www.millsandboon.co.uk
With many thanks to Karen Solem and Donna Warren for their calm guidance and sage advice.
The Midlands, 1204
âI FEARED IâD GO MAD if I had to sit in that wagon another moment,â Lady Elizabeth of Averette declared as she lifted the skirts of her blue woolen traveling gown and delicately picked her way toward the mossy bank of the swift-moving stream.
âDonât you think we ought to stay with the men?â her maidservant asked, anxiously glancing back toward the escort of mail-clad soldiers who had dismounted nearby.
As such men were wont to do, they joked and cursed among themselves while they led their horses to drink or let them eat the plentiful grass by the side of the road. Some of them took out heels of bread from their packs or downed a sip of ale. The leader of the cortege, Iain Mac Kendren, did neither. He stood with feet planted and arms akimbo as if he were a statue, only his turning head giving any hint that he was alive and keeping watch.
âLast night I heard the innkeeper talking about a thief who sets upon travelers hereabouts,â Keldra said, breathless with a fearful excitement. âA huge fellow, fierce and terrible!â
Lizette, as she was known to her sisters and the people of Averette, gave Keldra a sympathetic smile. Keldra was only fifteen, and not used to travel. It was no wonder every tale of every thief, no matter how bizarre or exaggerated, frightened her. âAccording to a serving wench, heâs a very handsome thief. She also says he wonât rob a woman if sheâll give him a kiss, which sounds like something out of a minstrelâs song to me. Whatever this thief may be like, though, we have fifty men to guard us, and Iain Mac Kendren, too, so Iâm sure weâll be quite safe.â
âI hope so!â Keldra whispered, as if she feared the thief might be listening.
Smiling and very glad to be out of the stuffy confines of the wagon, Lizette removed her silver coronet and silken veil, then crouched down on the bank of the stream. âAs long as he takes a kiss instead of my clothes or jewelry, I might even enjoy meeting this thief.â
âOh, my lady, you wouldnât!â Keldra exclaimed, scandalizedâwhich showed how little she really knew her mistress.