Prisoner of the Flames

The battle that won Robert Mack his scars was lost in the cradle, and thus the third Laird of Berwickshire wore his silver helm not for personal protection but the sake of others. While the right side of his face was untouched -- handsome, even -- the left lay in ruin. No man could look upon him without fear. Nor could any woman. Such a life was worse than any prison, so Robert set out for Paris and the great healer Nostradamus.

The powerful young Scot reached a land in conflict. With a boy on its throne and her people at war, all of France was shadows, intrigue and blood. All except for Violette Cherier, a blind flower girl with honey-colored hair, as beautiful and fragile as her namesake. Soon enough, what at first seemed Robert's unwise act of kindness proved sage. The fires of civil war were rising, and Violette was the only one who could free the... PRISONER OF THE FLAMES