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    The Royal Inquisitor
    The Royal Inquisitor
    The Royal Inquisitor
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    The Royal Inquisitor

    By Megan Derr

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    Three years ago Esmour fell in love. Three years ago he was betrayed, arrested, and put in penance bracelets, ordered to serve the king as a royal inquisitor. Now he is one of the best inquisitors in the kingdom, known as the King's Lymer… and still hopelessly in love with the man who once betrayed him. The man he must now work with to root out and stop slave traders, and Esmour fears this time it won't be the criminals who are the greatest threat, but the man he can't seem to despise and his own stupid, stubborn heart. 

    Author's note: This story was previously released in Private Dicks: Undercovers and has not changed significantly

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMegan Derr
    Release dateJan 1, 2017
    ISBN9781386758709
    The Royal Inquisitor
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    Megan Derr

    Megan is a long-time resident of queer romance and keeps herself busy reading and writing it. She is often accused of fluff and nonsense. When she’s not involved in writing, she likes to cook, harass her wife and cats, or watch movies. She loves to hear from readers and can be found all over the internet.meganderr.compatreon.com/meganderrmeganderr.blogspot.comfacebook.com/meganaprilderrmeganaderr@gmail.com@meganaderr

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      The Royal Inquisitor - Megan Derr

      Three years ago Esmour fell in love. Three years ago he was betrayed, arrested, and put in penance bracelets, ordered to serve the king as a royal inquisitor. Now he is one of the best inquisitor's in the kingdom, known as they King's Lymer… and still hopelessly in love with the man who once betrayed him. The man he must now work with to root out and stop slave traders, and Esmour fears this time it won't be the criminals who are the greatest threat, but the man he can't seem to despise and his own stupid, stubborn heart.

      The Royal Inquisitor

      By Megan Derr

      Published by Megan Derr

      All rights reserved.  No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission of the publisher, except for the purpose of reviews.

      Edited by Samantha M. Derr

      Cover designed by Aisha Akeju

      This book is a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, and incidents are fictional or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is coincidental.

      First Edition December 2016

      Copyright © 2016 by Megan Derr

      Printed in the United States of America

      It was raining when Esmour arrived, a cold autumn rain that felt only moments away from turning into ice. He ignored it as best he was able, guiding his horse carefully through the dark streets toward the dull torchlight of the castle at the top of the hill. His breath misted in the air, barely visible in the moonlight that was all he had to guide his way.

      Stifling a sigh as he reached the dark stone castle, he lifted a hand in greeting to the guards walking the battlements. As he approached the outer curtain, the portcullis was raised to let him pass.

      Esmour tugged on the hood of his cloak, drawing it further down over his face. Torchlight glinted off the thick, wide, silver cuffs on his wrists. He let his hands fall back into the folds of his cloak, gripping the reins as he crossed the ward. Dismounting smoothly, feet splashing in the muddy water covering the stones of the ward, he gave the reins to the page that came running out.

      Inside the keep, the great hall was filled with grunts and snores and snuffles of all the servants and soldiers sleeping there. It already smelled of too many people and too few baths, a prelude to the stench that would set in when winter arrived and it was too cold to do much of anything past bare necessities.

      Though grateful he would not be stuck there serving the king's whim, Esmour dreaded to think where he was being sent that he was being called to duty in the dead of night. His spurs jangled through the keep, startling several people awake, but they fell immediately back to sleep as they registered the source of the sound.

      When he reached the king's solar, the guard at the door reached for his sword, but then the dim torchlight revealed the cuffs on Esmour's wrists and the guard relaxed. Curiosity overtook caution as he eyed Esmour, but he remained silent, for which Esmour was grateful.

      Walking past the guard, Esmour entered the king's solar when the guard opened the door. The guard closed it sharply behind him, and the finality of it seemed to punctuate Esmour's feelings about being there. He approached the fire, spurs cutting the silence with a steady, even jangle, but stopped abruptly when he realized it was not the king sitting before the fire, but Prince Teigh, youngest son of the king and Chief Royal Inquisitor.

      Teigh looked up, and Esmour felt suddenly sick The light of the flickering flames caught his hair and made it glow like dying embers. His eyes appeared black, but Esmour knew they were a brilliant green.

      Teigh smiled shyly. Had his so-called friends arranged

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