The Lady of Harwood was ruthless...Ruthlessly practical, most certainly, for Dominie De Montford swore she’d bed the devil himself to safeguard her people. Now all she held dear stood endangered, and the one man who could rescue them was the one man she despised--Armand Flambard, first to hold her heart...and first to break it! The warrior in Armand Flambard had died on the battlefield--felled by a terrible secret born of civil war. Should Lady Dominie glean even a hint of the truth, she would surely loathe him as much as she’d once loved him. But mayhap this new call to arms was a battle cry to rouse their longslumbering desire...!