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London. It was the center for the merchants of the time with networks extending around the world. From China to Australia, and to the Caribbean and Hudson Bay. From what she read, the merchants were vital in keeping the Navy supplied for their voyages. Had Merry walked these same streets before she met her end?
    Execution Dock was where Merry Huntington took her last breath. Elizabeth felt it was important to see the spot, pay her respects to the ancestor who’d gifted her with curly hair and a spirit of restlessness.
    What must it have been like? The rope around her neck, the crowds jeering in the square. Elizabeth shuddered. To acclimate herself to the time change, she planned to stay up until her regular bedtime tonight. Seeing the place where Merry died, Elizabeth couldn’t believe she’d gotten away with dressing as a man. More likely, the crew knew but chose to accept her.
    The air coming off the water was frigid, and she was glad she’d dressed warmly. Her jeans were tucked into knee-high black boots, the sweater a dark gray wool. The gloves and scarf were cream colored, which was good, considering her hair added enough color for the whole outfit. Never one to wear a hat, she’d attracted plenty of looks due to the pastel colors. No matter what, she’d never fool around with her hair again after a breakup. As if to protest, a purple curl blew in front of her face and she sighed, tucking the lock behind her ear.
    By the time the driver picked her up, she was frozen halfway through. As she slid into the darkened interior of the car, a cup of steaming tea was waiting for her.
    “Thank you so much. This is exactly what I needed.”
    “I figured as much. A spot of tea will warm you up a bit. I’ll pick you up at nine tomorrow. It’s about an hour drive to Highworth.”
    An honest-to-goodness castle. She rubbed her hands together, thinking of exploring the rooms, touching objects that belonged to people long gone. Wondering about their day-to-day lives. Maybe something at the castle would help her figure out what came next in her own life.  
    After she checked in to the hotel, Elizabeth popped into a pub across the street. There was an open table by the fireplace and she inhaled a hearty dinner of beef stew with crusty bread and a pint to wash it all down.
    Warm and full, she went back to the hotel, took a nice, hot shower, and fell into bed, eyes fluttering closed before her head hit the pillow. As she fell asleep, her last thoughts were of Highworth.

Chapter Eight

    The black sedan turned a corner and Highworth Castle came into view, making Elizabeth squeal.
    The driver jumped, the car swerving a bit to the left. She bounced up and down in the seat. “Sorry. I’m just so excited. It really does look like some kind of maniacal wedding cake come to life.”
    The guy chuckled but refrained from commenting on his employer’s home. California had been Elizabeth’s home until she left high school. Then her grandmother inherited a house in Kentucky from an old sweetheart. A man she’d dated before she married Elizabeth’s grandfather. The man had never gotten over her grandmother, and when he passed had left her the house and plenty of cash. Elizabeth went to college in Kentucky, found a job after graduation, and worked all the time, convinced the travel bug had skipped her as well.  
    Living in Kentucky, winter had become her favorite time of year. The cold and the snow turning the landscape into a winter wonderland. There was nothing like a horseback ride through the snow as she watched the sky turn to fire. She’d been so busy with work that her passport had gathered dust in a drawer until she’d won the contest.  
    The driver parked outside the castle walls. He helped her out of the car. “We walk from here.”
    As they passed through the gates, she touched the walls, a sense of déjà vu flowing through her. “I’d like walls and a gate like these to keep those door-to-door sales guys away.”
    He