Chapter 164
- On her very first visit to the castle, she had looked up and seen a man with dark, wind-ruffled hair standing on the battlements.
- Their eyes had met and held, and as though something momentous had happened her breath had caught in her throat and her heart had started to throw itself against her ribs.
- Flustered both by the strength of her reaction and the intensity of the man’s gaze, she had looked away.