What's a girl to do when she perceives men just want to use her or bed her? Lush, attractive golden-headed Nicana has a special gift. Her singing brings out a special flavor in the mash as she brews ale. Cloistered with the Priestesses of Danu, she's content to employ her brewing skills in exchange for protection from the unnatural desires of her uncle. Sir Wyatt Jewell has been awarded a decrepit keep for bravery and the loss of his leg. The keep's soil is good for growing hops and grains. He needs Nicana and her magic to brew the best ale in the land if he's going to become a wealthy man within three years. Kidnapping the lass was child's play. Keeping his hands off of her curves and his chivalric honor intact is going to more difficult than he thought. When Nicana sees the condition of the keep, she is thrown into despair. How can they make something of this pile of rock within the time allotted to Wyatt? Only his vision for the future and that something special she senses in him keeps her by his side. Convinced to stay by the vision in his eyes, the desire in his voice and the heat in his hands; the attraction between them grows to explosive levels. From the shadows, danger boils over and Nicana is beset on all sides: from her lusty uncle, the avarice priestesses and a menacing dark knight. However, the greatest danger looming before Nicana is the love she feels for the one-legged knight. A permanent relationship between them is impossible. She is a commoner, he a royal. At all costs, she must stay out of his bed and avoid the consequences of pregnancy and abandonment-even if it results in a broken heart.