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A lanna woke in a panic.

Disoriented, she lurched forward in her bed, gasping for air as if she’d been drowning. Dim light trickled in from a small rain-soaked window, casting a murky glow on the simple room more suited for a monk than a lady. No carpet warmed the neatly swept pine floor and other than the bed and nightstand, the only furniture was a single chest and the rocker by the fire.

The room was a refuge but it didn’t encourage long stays.

And then she remembered. Caleb. He’d saved her from drowning.

Whatever vague hopes she’d had that all this was some horrible dream vanished. She was trapped on these isolated shores with Caleb.

She remembered Caleb had been with her last night. When her fever had been so high, she’d been glad to have him close. His touch had offered comfort, but it had also stirred too many buried feelings.