Free Prince of Love by Donna Grant Page A

“Forgive him,” Elric said. “He has no idea how foolish he is.”  
    “You’ve done enough for now.   Stand me up so I can introduce my mate to our parents,” Sorin demanded of his brothers.
    Katrina was relieved to see the blood flow stemmed, and especially comforted when Sorin’s strong arms wrapped around her, giving her more pleasure from his simple touch than she thought possible. “You’re injured. Again.”  
    He chuckled. “Now, let me introduce you to my parents. Urises and Morag.”  
    Katrina started to curtsy when the queen took her arm. “No need, dear,” she said with kind brown eyes. “We’re so blessed and grateful to have you in the family.”  
    “Thank you,” Katrina said. Her mother had died when she was but a small child and her father had never remarried, so the thought of having a mother again brought tears to her eyes.  
    “Welcome, daughter,” King Urises said as he took her hand. “You were very brave to help Sorin the way you did. We were unable to do so. You’ve shown your worth as only a mate of Drahcir can. It is a privilege to have you in our family.”  
    “Come,” Queen Morag said. “We need to clean up Sorin before he falls on his face.   He’s putting on a brave face, but we all saw his injuries.”  
    Katrina moved aside as Lucian and Elric walked to Sorin, each taking one of his arms and draping it over their necks as they helped him to the carriage that was waiting to take them to the castle. She turned and saw the castle atop the mountain with bright blue skies dotted with puffy clouds. The road beneath them was made of the most unusual, beautiful blue stone that seemed to capture the color of the sky in its depths.  
    The white buildings and homes on either side of the road were each decorated with knot work similar to what was tattooed on her arm. It was then she noticed the people of Drahcir lining the road waiting for their first look at her. Their welcoming cheers and waves helped to ease her.  
    A grating sound behind them drew her attention and she turned to watch the giant iron gate close on its own.  
    It was truly a magical kingdom.  
    “What do you think?” Sorin asked.  
    She grinned up at him. “I think it’s magnificent.”  
    “Can you be happy here?”  
    “I’ll be happy anywhere you are.”  
    He squeezed her shoulder and sighed. It wasn’t until that moment that she realized he had been worried.  
    “I love you, Sorin Sinclair.”  
    He stopped and looked down at her. “And I love you, Katrina Sinclair.”  
     

 
     
    Epilogue
     
     
    Sorin watched Katrina talk to his mother and two sisters-in-law. It had been a relief to know both Elric and Lucian had returned, but they all worried about Keiran. More so now than ever since it was just a few weeks until the fifth moon of the harvest year.  
    “Everything rests on Keiran’s shoulders,” Elric said as he moved to stand beside Sorin.  
    “Aye, but if anyone can get to the gates, it’s Keiran.”  
    Elric and Sorin exchanged a grin. “True enough,” Elric admitted. “It’s good to have you home, little brother.”  
    “It’s good to be home.” He shifted his shoulders and felt the pull of the stitches in his side.  
    Elric chuckled. “I know your new wife will be taking excellent care of you. Just lock your door.”  
    “Why?”  
    “Mother hasna quite gotten used to us having brides yet.”  
    Sorin threw back his head and laughed. “Did she walk in on you and Marin?”  
    “Nay. She walked in on Lucian and Isabelle. It took a few days for Isabelle to be able to look her in the eye again.”  
    “Thanks for the warning,” Sorin said. “I’ll be sure to do that.”  
    Their smiles died as a guard came running into the palace.  
    “What is it?” King Urises demanded.  
    “It’s the Tnarg, sire. He’s sitting outside the gates.”  
    Lucian sighed as he moved to join them. “He’s waiting for Keiran.”  
    “No’ if I can