The two pirates who had strong-armed Luc into Daphne's study handled him less gently when they brought him back to a cell in the hold. With it being nighttime, he couldn't see much, but he heard someone else in there.
"Veronica, is that you?"
"Stephan… Luc?"
He hated that he'd lied to her, even though it had been necessary. "Yes, it's Luc."
He felt her rush to him and put her arms around him. "I was afraid he'd have you killed."
He laughed, thankful she couldn't see the play of expressions on his face. He could barely believe it. "He's not what I expected." He didn't know how else to say it. "He's a she. Daphne Cinsault. The woman who got me into this mess."
"What?" He felt her pull away and imagined her looking up at him with her golden eyes. The longer he stayed in there, the more
