Chapter EightLalitha gave a semi-conscious little cry of fear and then awoke to find that she was in her own bed at Rothwyn House.
Although the curtains were drawn, she could see the dim outline of the white and gold walls, the cupids over the mirror on the dressing table and the huge vases of lilies and roses that scented the room.
She was safe!
She was home and she need no longer be afraid.
It was hard to remember what had happened since the moment she had found herself held closely in Lord Rothwyn’s arms and she knew that the horror of being carried away from England was over.
Someone had untied the cord from around her ankles and then Lord Rothwyn had taken his cape from his shoulders and covered her with it.
He had helped her along the narrow passage and up onto the deck of the
