“The best of men…the most treacherous of lovers.”
If Ieuan Emyr was less of a man, if she did not love him, she could easily find it in her heart to end his life for what he has done. There are many ways a woman can be foolish. Gwennan has proven all but one of them. Her husband has one goal; hers is not so different they cannot find a compromise. Her heartbreak does not necessarily mean she is defeated. His betrayal does not necessarily mean she has lost everything.
Disappointment does not kill a man. Disinterest. Submission. Less than all he had thought he had gained, grueling day after day of war and Gwennan’s cold indifference dismay him. Her happy laughter had once filled him with hope that his gamble had won him a home and the love of woman he had risked the lives of his children to wed.
Her friends, a beautiful day, a reckless venture to escape her anguish bring Gwennan face to face with the evil her husband once served. Betrayal is not always about love.