![]() “How came you here? Did you follow me after I ordered you to remain at Westcott? Know you the danger you have placed yourself in?” “Alyssa?” Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he rose and started toward her. Her hands, the color of moonbeams, emerged from her sleeves and rose to divest herself of her hood.Īnxiety creased the beautiful features she revealed.ĭillon bolted upright. ![]() A familiar shadow, nigh lost amongst the others, stood several paces from his bed. Prying open eyelids that weighed almost as much as his horse, Dillon propped himself up on his elbows and searched the room. She had been playful and affectionate in all of his other dreams. Only warm, passionate interludes with his beloved wisewoman. ![]() He had done so every night since he had left her standing on the steps of the castle, frustrated by his inability to glimpse her features. A smile lifted the corners of Dillon’s lips. ![]()
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