You, and No Other

1526, "'I find that I am in love with Mademoiselle de Fleurance, ' said St. Briac to the King. "I came here to ask her to be my wife." What a thrill to hear those words from him! Yet Aimee was certain that he spoke them out of pity, not love. St. Briac knew that only his own marriage proposal could keep the king from seducing her -- a fate she was desperate to avoid. Aimee tried to tell herself that she felt nothing for St. Briac. Gratitude, yes, for saving her from the King. But nothing more. Then she thought of the brilliance of his turquoise eyes. The strong, slim outline of his body. The taste of his lips. And she knew her fate was locked in his heart."--Page 4 of cover