Читать книгу The Virgin Spring - Debra Brown Lee - Страница 2
Оглавление“Ye make me dare to hope I could be again the man I was.”
“Nay, Gilchrist, never again will you be that man. And I am glad of it,” Rachel whispered, leaning closer. “For this is the man I love.”
“But you see with your own eyes what I am.” He spread wide the fingers of his fire-ravaged hand.
“And you know in your heart what I am.”
“Aye,” he breathed against her hair. “Ye are like the spring after winter’s darkness, a rare elixir, everything virtuous and good. Aye, that and more.” He brushed his lips lightly across her temple. “Which is why I must go….”
