He might be the future King of England, but Prince George seeks a marriage that’s more than a mere political alliance. Masquerading as a lowly nobleman, George heads to the court of Ansbach to woo the renowned beauty, Caroline!
Caroline has no knowledge that he’s the most sought-after bachelor in Europe. But however much she’s charmed by the mysterious gentleman, her duty is to accept a blue-blooded proposal… Still, she cannot deny she’s wickedly tempted by his red-hot proposition!
“Then it is settled. I will go in secret to win my princess.”
The more George thought about it, the more appealing the idea became. The medieval romance of it intrigued him. It would be in part a rescue to save his protestant princess from the clutches of the Catholic king. But mostly, it would be an adventure; a prince in disguise off to seek out a woman capable of honest love.
The very stuff of legends.
Exactly what he wanted.
The intensity of that want had caught him at unawares. Slowly, George closed the lid of his traveling trunk, letting the realization sweep over him. He stared out the long windows of his chambers into the gardens contemplating what it meant.
He absolutely did not want Caroline swayed by the enormity of his future prospects. He wanted her to love the man, not the future king. He wanted her to be different from the myriad women who traipsed through his bedchamber awaiting the pleasure of his royal prick so that he might give them something in return. Not that that was the only reason women came to him. After all, he was reasonably assured he had some skill in the bedchamber that had nothing to be with being a king.
When had he become so incredibly bored with the routine exchange of sex for favors? It wasn’t as if he hadn’t understood the game. He simply wanted something different, something more than a sex-based negotiation between the sheets.
Well, he’d find out soon enough. They were set to depart that night. For all his thoughts about this being a princely quest for the virtue of love he had no illusions about the fairy tale nature of his journey. He hoped Caroline was likeable. He hoped he would be able to see potential for genuine regard as they weathered the years together. He was not expecting love at first sight only the hope that affection might grow from mutual appreciation of one another as real individuals, not merely titles. Still, from where he stood, that was hoping for quite a lot.
