Guard of the Princess

Even in the coldest and darkest of times, a ray of light appears to show us the way.

She was a kind and beautiful Princess living in a lavish Russian palace, but nothing gleamed for her because her heart was filled with only sorrow. His heart too, felt as cold and barren as the desolate land from which he came; a mighty Varangian Warrior with prominent prowess in battle, yet he felt passion for nothing in life. Both were living a half-life lacking beauty and emotion until their eyes met for his escort to her betrothal offer. The Duke she traveled to meet was sinister but not nearly as cruel as the ruler within her own palace, her brother, the Grand Duke. He was a plague to his own kingdom, and even upon the fearless Varangian guard through brutal and inhumane tests of strength and loyalty. Yet none more than his own sister, who because of it, felt dead inside until her gaze met that of the tall blond guard whose presence made her feel again.

From their first meeting something stirred within both their hearts which they thought was long removed, and love began melting away the despair bearing hope in its stead. He was a beacon of light for her in the darkness, and she was the only good kindness he had ever known. But how could they bridge the gap within themselves and fight the insurmountable odds of a fate keeping them apart?

Knowing the Grand Duke would never stop until he exacted his worst revenge, could her brave guard escape with his Princess from the tyrannical leader’s far-reaching grasp? And with no where to go could they survive against the bitter cold of the unforgiving frozen landscape?

Only in the cold Russian snow and the warmth of their hearts, would their final destiny be known.