A Viking's Prize

Asim never imagined in her life that she would be captured, smuggled aboard a foreign ship, then heaved off to foreign shores. Swept away from her beloved Egypt, plunged into the circuit of extraneous infidels; not certain if the Caliph, her father even remained alive! Her one purpose, to take what the Fida’i had instructed her in and use it to her advantage. That is until she gazed upon him! Never in her life had Asim ever perceived a man so large, as well as handsome. His deep blue eyes caused her notioning to cease, and she was unsure if what she necessitated to do to survive, would come to fruition; all due to a pair of deep blue eyes…Aevar had witnessed the tiny dark Goddess on many occasions in his travels to the Caliph of Egypt as his brother Gunther’s Envoy. She was not only fierce in her fighting skills, but intellectually sound, and his heart arched to take her as his own. When they removed the sacks from his new slave’s heads, he was not only shocked, but delighted, and curious as well as to how she came to his courts. Yet he knew, the moment his lips touched hers, it would be a fight of wills…for no assassin would ever submit to a Viking…