They were already out of her lands, and in another day Yorkshire would be behind them altogether. By the end of the week she'd be in London, resuming her life as if this trip had never happened. Three...
Excuse me, but I believe you have my lady, one of them said in a quiet, deep voice that sent veritable chills down George’s spine.Harry.
Just as smiles often follow tears, the sun rose full and bright on the morning..