Robbing Hood

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : NS Howard

ISBN :978-1-4874-0662-2

Page :53

Word Count :13248

Publication Date :2016-05-14

Series : #

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Available Formats : Robbing Hood (epub) , Robbing Hood (mobi) , Robbing Hood (pdf) , Robbing Hood (prc)

Category : Erotic Romance , Historical Romance

Product Code: 978-1-4874-0662-2

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When you’re looking for love, beware; it may be wearing a disguise or might be right in front of you.

Princess Kaylyn is attracted to the dashing Prince of Thieves. The Sheriff of Nottingham has shown interest in her, but she is more interested in Robin Hood.

But Robin is not what Kaylyn expects, and she finds herself in a predicament. She wonders if he is all that he seems to be, realizing Robin is the master of disguises.

“I hardly think you’ll die of old age by the tender age of twenty-one. Guard, take her to her room where she shall remain until dinner.”

“That’s not for a week! I’ll die of old age by then.”

“That may well be. However, to help you remember your promise, you’re grounded until the Royal Spring Gala”

Thanks for sharing. “I said I was sorry. It won’t happen again.”

The queen spoke up in a soft voice that matched her body—gentle curves with a soft complexion. “In my day, royal daughters did not remove any clothing except in the privacy of their own bed chambers. Even the king didn’t see me naked until we were married for over a year.”

“What the blazes were you thinking? Partying with stable boys? Being seen undressed by half the royal servants?” He stood. The regal, fur-trimmed cloak framed his impressive bulk. With his height and full red beard, he was a king who impressed even other kings. “You need to learn that there are responsibilities associated as a member of the royal family.”

“I mean sorry, Your Royal Highness.”

The guard gave a small cough.

Kaylyn put on her best pouty face. “Sorry, Daddy.”

The king used his fist to pound the chair arm, scowling at her.

The throne room was imposing with high, decorated walls, a domed ceiling and a red carpet that ran down the centre up to the raised platform. There, in a pair of oversized chairs sat the king and queen, looking regal and very annoyed as Kaylyn entered the room. The guard continued to guide her down the red carpet, and with a hand on her shoulder, convinced her to kneel.

She decided not to put up a fuss when the guard used his hand on her elbow to guide her down the long, wide hallway. She wondered if the guard really thought she was going to try to escape or that she didn’t know the way to the throne room. They went down the long hallway; in fact, it was long enough to develop small wind currents around the various doors and adjacent hallways. Down the stairs they went. The stairs were wide enough to accommodate ten soldiers walking abreast and, indeed, on occasion, that was the case. However, now the size of the stairs made Kaylyn feel rather small and increased her anxiety as they neared the final destination. When they reached the throne room, Kaylyn was compelled to stand at the entrance until a