In a forgotten corner of the medieval world, it is the custom for men to take two wives. But Druwn can't seem to manage one wife, so why would he?
Mikalla is disobedient, razor tongued, and he suddenly discovers absent from his bed for no good reason.
Erin is sweet, quiet and obedient. She'd make a lovely addition to his household, but maybe he had better get a firm hold on Mikalla first... if he can.
Two wives are plenty. Why then does a pretty runaway catch his eye?