Sparrow Song

Liadan's best friend, the Knight of the Sparrow, always comes to the rescue whenever her fellow knight is in need. But now for the first time, Ethne is in need of rescuing herself -- from her past. Can Liadan, Ava, and Lysa help Ethne avoid arrest and execution? Don't miss the second installment of this lesbian romance series! -- Lysa made an irritated noise. "Let me be," she said. "I can't let you be," Ethne whispered. "I think of you night and day." Lysa hesitated and whispered, "Don't say such things . . ." "Why?" Ethne whispered back. "They are true things." -- Perhaps it was Ethne's punishment for having called the small woman a peasant. Ethne, though disowned by her family, had never quite left behind her noblewoman's mindset. In her mind, she could have anyone she wanted on command. It had always been that way. How she missed living in her father's castle, waking up in her enormous bed with two of the servant girls naked on either side . . . Now those days were over. And what was more, Lysa wasn't impressed by the fact that Ethne was a Cawthorne. If anything, she didn't seem to give a damn at all. Ethne still remembered when they first met in the tavern and how Lysa's eyes had slid indifferently over the sparrow sigil on her armor. Lysa had recognized the sigil but she hadn't cared . . . while Ethne was so used to women becoming excited when they saw her sigil. Lysa probably would have pissed on Ethne's sigil if she could have. -- Lysa cast her lashes down as she admitted, "It was the way Liadan made love to her. She was so. . . aggressive! She just ripped Ava's clothes off and took her right there! I keep wishing you would do the same to me." Ethne laughed incredulously. "Liadan's a barbarian, Lysa! They take what they want when they want it! The warriors are always quite submissive to their wives otherwise. It is their culture." Ethne paused and added in weary amusement, "Am I expected to grunt and drag you off by the hair now?"