IX. The Black Knight Unmasked
“Who are you?” Kurval demanded, once he had gotten his breath and his voice back.
The woman said nothing. She just glared at him, murder in those striking green eyes. She was beautiful, even though that damned black armour hid the charms of her body. Those flaming tresses, those blazing eyes, those full lips just made for kissing, her soft skin flushed with anger.
Kurval felt the blood rushing to his extremities and shook his head to clear it.
“Answer me, girl. Or I’ll make you. And believe me, you don’t want that.”
The woman glared at him and there was so much fury in those blazing green eyes that Kurval couldn’t help but wonder what they’d look like when they were shining with another kind of passion.
“I’m Adeliz, Lady of Angilbert,” the woman spat out
