Rafael took Elizabeth to the cavern, leaving Rayo tethered to graze upon the cliff. Both Ravensmuir and Kinfairlie were distant and dark, and the wind would have stolen any sounds they made. He dismounted then lifted her down, stealing another kiss before he took her by the hand and led her down the hidden path. She did not falter or hesitate, her eyes shining when the cavern was revealed. Around the corner had been the hiding place for his treasure, but Rafael would remain by the opening, where all they could see was the expanse of the ocean.
“We might be alone in all of Christendom,” Elizabeth said, as if there could be naught better.
Again, Rafael was amazed by her. None of her protectors knew of her location. No one would see them in this place and none would hear her if she changed
