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He jerked his head to the side as Lily’s hand traced streaks of fire down his left cheek. Grabbing her arms, he forced her back until her legs pressed against the bed frame. “Don’t you know who I am? Have you not heard of Llywelyn’s Dragon?”

Lily’s gaze darted toward the bed, and her resistance increased. “Leave me be,” she shouted, squirming against his hold.

Did she think he meant to bed her now? All he wanted were answers. Cursing, Ian wrapped his arms about her and pulled her flush to his body. Their eyes met, the heat of their breaths mingled between their lips.

Suddenly the fight seemed to leave her. She slumped against him, lowering her head until her hair veiled her face. “I cannot tell you who I am, milord…because I do not know.”