"I love Owain," Jocelynn said after taking a deep breath. It was a statement that she could only make to a few people, but now that she said it out loud, she realized that it was still true. Owain frightened her, maybe more than she realized, but when she thought about him, she couldn't imagine anyone she had ever known who was as handsome, courageous, or strong and capable as Lord Owain Lothian.
Next to him, every other young lord or knight she'd met felt somehow lacking. From the first time she'd seen him, she knew that he was the greatest man she would likely ever meet, and even before her coming of age celebration last year, she'd felt like no other man would make her heart flutter the way he did.
