CHAPTER SEVEN“It has been so wonderful!” Sacia exclaimed. “I think today was the best of them all.”
The Prince thought so too.
He had taken her to every possible place in Greece that was remotely connected with Aphrodite.
He sensed at every site as if they were in a wholly vibrant atmosphere that came from Aphrodite herself.
Because he loved Sacia with his whole heart and she loved him, he felt that their lovemaking was Divine, as if they were on Mount Olympus with the Gods.
It was indeed, the Prince recognised, the love he had always sought and the love he could never find.
Yet like a miracle it had now happened to him.
Nothing could be more marvellous or wonderful than the love Sacia gave him and he gave her.
It was impossible for either of them to think or speak of anything but
