ASIN: B00IU9HIB2
Publisher: Scott F Neve
Pages: 67
The son of Lord Knight was paralyzed with fear when he came face to face with Milady Musketeer. She held an antique musket in each fist. She leveled them at him from across the long hall. She called him by name and then she fired both weapons at the same time. Behind him, two candles ceased to burn as their wicks were completely ripped out of the wax staff by the lead projectiles. Then the bullets thumped with no damage into a large tapestry hung on the wall. Robbre refused to faint. Milady handed the spent weapons into the ready hands of her ladies in waiting. She strode up to her stunned captive. He half expected her to slap his face in order to shock him back to reality. But her style was that of a seductress with the wisdom of the ages. She enfolded him with an embrace that made him try to remember how to breathe.Milady kissed his cheek and looked deeply into his eyes before she ...
