"...Forced into marriage
that will insure peace for family
and country, the spirited beauty Isolde is on a voyage that
will end with her as bride to her father's enemy, King Marke.
Her unwilling escort & protector on the journey is Marke's
son, Tristan.
Unaware of his identity, Isolde had used her knowledge of the
healing arts to save his life when he was wounded in battle.
How she regretted that kindness! Not only was he bringing her
to a fate she despised, but the knight seemed determined to
ignore her until she is deposited like a prize at his father's
feet. How could he treat her so? Was the tender regard she'd
seen in Tristan's eyes as she'd tended him nothing more than
an act to insure her cooperation?
Bound by sacred honor, Tristan had no choice but to deliver
Isolde safe and untouched. He forced himself to read sea charts
until he was nearly blind rather than look upon her beauty. He
sent his men to convey messages, then hated them for having
heard the sweet music of her voice. And when he let himself
imagine Isolde going to his father's bed, he prayed God might
be merciful and drown them all in a great storm before they
ever reached home.
No, Tristan wasn't taking any chances with this lady-- not when
his heart was already so perilously close to betraying him. If
he gave in to these feelings there would be no turning back.
And that would mean certain death for them both..."
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