Gwyneth of Northumbria looked across the great hall and spied a warrior worthy of Valhalla. No matter that his Norman fellows named him Simon de Beresford, knight of the realm. Gwyneth could well recognize a god of war. Especially one to who she had been sold in marriage!
Simon needed no war prize of a wife to complicate his life. Particularly not Gwyneth of Northumbria, who was as breathtakingly beautiful as her loyalties were suspect. But when she threatened him with knives on their first night in the marriage bed, Simon began to wonder if he had finally met his match.
Harlequin Historical - # 229