By Sandra Hill
What within the identify of Thor may be making this Viking so blue? --Eating haggis? --Listening to these screechy bagpipes? --Searching for a clumsy witch? --Wearing a blue face mark? --Traveling via Scotland with the world's worst poet? For Rurik the Viking, lifestyles has no longer been worthy residing on the grounds that he left Maire of the Moors. Oh, it is not that he misses her fiery crimson tresses or kiss-some lips. Nay, it is the embarrassing blue zigzag she wear his face after their one wild evening of loving. For a fierce warrior who prides himself on his huge peak, his services in bedsport, and his well-honed muscular tissues, this blue streak is the final straw. Now he is vowed he will placed his personal model of "mark" on Maire--a man-mark. in spite of everything, he will deliver the witchling to heel, or die making an attempt. Mayhap, he will even beg her to wed...so lengthy as she will promise he will now not be...THE BLUE VIKING.