Lady in the Tower_Rapunzel (Tangled Tales Book 5)

by Elizabeth Rose

  “So sure are you that I’m that dangerous?”

  “You are a Pendragon!” she cried. “You’re the one they call the Dragon’s Son. You are the devil and you’ve come to claim my soul.”

  He put the tankard on the bedside table and stared down at her. All the way to her soul. She knew she should look away, but stubbornness made her match his glare. It was said that the son of the dragon could turn one to mere ashes just by fixing his gaze on a person. But it mattered not to her. She had an ally in fire, and his dangerous stare could not harm her. She’d be protected from the fires of hell.

  He chuckled softly, his lips turning up into a lopsided grin that only made the indention in the cleft of his chin more pronounced. His ebony eyes sported a glimmer as he seemed to find amusement in her words. Then the glimmer was gone and the danger was back. He took a step closer, so close that she could feel his breath on her face when he spoke, though he did not touch her.

  “You’re only partially correct with your legends.”

  She didn’t trust him so close to her and knew she needed protection. She needed her father’s dagger, but it was hidden under the floor on the far side of the bed. She scooted away from him, never turning her back to him, and shifted around the foot of the bed.

  “I am a Pendragon,” he admitted, “‘tis true. And I am the one they call the Dragon’s Son. But I am not the devil and I want nothing to do with your soul.”

  He made his way toward her, and she darted around the back side of the bed, holding her coverlet tightly in the process.

  “I don’t believe you.” From the corner of her eye she looked to the floor, trying to remember which board the dagger was under. Then her toe caught on a loose end and she knew she’d found it.

  He took another step toward her, this time with more definition. It was all she needed to see. The look in his eyes said he knew she was about to deceive him. She had to move fast. She dove to the floor, dropping the coverlet that concealed her nudity and tore at the floorboard, groping inside for the weapon.

  His boot heels clicked on the floor and stopped in front of her face. She grabbed for the dagger in one final attempt to protect herself from him, but to her horror, she found the hiding place empty. She stiffened when she felt his hand on her arm. Her breathing labored as he pulled her to her feet, her body trembling from his mere presence. He pulled her closer, her hips grazing the flat end of the sword at his waist.

  “Looking for this?” Still holding her arm, he raised his other hand and displayed her father’s ivory-handled dagger in the air.

  Also by Elizabeth Rose

  Medieval Series:

  Legendary Bastards of the Crown Series

  Season of Fortitude Series

  Legacy of the Blade Series

  Daughters of the Dagger Series

  MadMan MacKeefe Series

  Barons of the Cinque Ports Series

  Second in Command Series

  Medieval/Paranormal Series:

  Elemental Series

  Greek Myth Fantasy Series

  Tangled Tales Series

  Contemporary Series:

  Tarnished Saints Series

  Western Series:

  Cowboys of the Old West Series

  And More!

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