The hounds scrabbled to their feet and were hot on her trail with quiet grace for such large lethal animals. Even Bartos, the eldest, who...

Of course, she could not say any of this to her cousin or her mother. Perhaps she could broach this topic tangentially. “Merryn, may I...

Chapter One Part II June 1816, Callington, Cornwall “Grace Elizabeth Adair, you are completely mad!” Merryn Saint-Clair shouted into the...