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One who thinks that a title and this cottage is all you possess?”
    He looked surprised. “Do you think we should stay longer?”
    Ah, the certainty of this one is as endearing as it is surprising. She reached up to pat his cheek. “Wulf, think a bit. I know that the women have always come to you, but what you propose to do now will change that. You wish to win a woman’s heart and not just her interest. You must get to know her, and reveal yourself so that she falls in love with you. Even then, it may not be enough. Love cannot be commanded to appear merely because you have decided it.”
    He cast her a glinting smile. “You have so little faith in me. I should be insulted.”
    She shook her head, wondering what the next few weeks held for her grandson. Life had always smiled upon this one. He was a handsome man—handsomer than any she knew—and he was a wealthy prince, as well. “You do not yet know the world, and so your plan is as arrogant as it is foolish. You expect to meet a woman and POOF !—both of you will fall madly in love, but it does not happen that way.”
    His smile faded, his green eyes darkening. “Tata, I told you of my dream. That is why we are here.”
    “Yes, yes. Your dream of Scotland, of a woman with hair of red—”
    “Not red. Red and gold, with eyes the color of a summer rain. And don’t tell me you don’t believe in dreams, for I know you and the Romani too well.”
    She scowled. “The dreams of our family have always had meaning, but it is rare that they are as clear in meaning as the one you claim to have had.”
    “I’ve had this exact dream four times now, Tata. And every time, it is the same woman who—”
    A woman’s scream tore the air.
    Wulf spun toward the door.
    Tata grabbed his sleeve. “Let the guards—”
    “No. Stay here.”
    Then he was gone, shouting to his men to protect his grandmother as he ran from the cottage.

Four
    From the Diary of the Duchess of Roxburghe Huntley arrived early and I spoke to him at length, delicately suggesting that it was time for him to wed again. He nodded thoughtfully, and I believe he has already come to this conclusion himself. I’m sure that all it will take is one look, and the deal will be done. All I have to do is find Lily.
    We seem to have somehow misplaced her.
    Lily slowly awoke, her mind creeping back to consciousness. She shifted and then moaned as every bone in her body groaned in protest.
    A warm hand cupped her face. “Easy” came a deep, heavily accented voice.
    Lily opened her eyes to find herself staring into the deep green eyes of the most handsome man she’d ever seen.
    The man was huge, with broad shoulders that blocked the light and hands so large that the one cupping her face practically covered one side of it. Hisface was perfectly formed, his cheekbones high above a scruff of a beard that her fingers itched to touch.
    “The brush broke your fall, but you will still be bruised.”
    He looked almost too perfect to be real. She placed her hand on his where it rested on her cheek, his warmth stealing into her cold fingers. He’s not a dream.
    She gulped a bit and tried to sit up, but was instantly pressed back to the ground.
    “Nyet,” the giant said, his voice rumbling over her like waves over a rocky beach. “You will not rise.”
    She blinked. “Nyet?”
    He grimaced. “I should not say ‘ nyet ’ but ‘no.’ ”
    “I understood you perfectly. I am just astonished that you are telling me what to do.” His expression darkened and she had the distinct impression that he wasn’t used to being told no. “Who are you?”
    “It matters not. What matters is that you are injured and wish to stand. That is foolish.”
    She pushed herself up on one elbow. As she did so, her hat, which had been pinned upon her neatly braided hair, came loose and fell to the ground.
    The man’s gaze locked on her hair, his eyes widening as he muttered something under his breath in a foreign tongue.
    “What’s