If love isn’t a game, then why are there so many players?
Rowena has lived her life for peace and she thinks those who follow war are barbarians. She’d rather be around music and art than swordplay.
Peace-loving Rowena knows that Stryder of Blackmoor is a warrior, and is therefore a man to be shunned. But something bright burns in the eyes of this powerful knight that she has never seen in others of his kind: tenderness, intelligence and understanding.
Yet to enter his world would be madness and against every principle by which she has lived her life.
