“So soft,” he murmured. “So sweet. My darling, you have no idea how I bless the day I entered Hertfordshire and found you.” He rose, and extended his hand to her. “Come. I promised you a walk and a walk we should have, lest I lead us into greater trouble.” “But your injuries…are you well enough?” she enquired as she rose. He smiled at her. “Am I injured? I feel right now like I could fly if I wished to.”
PRECIOUS
BLESS
PROTECT THIS MAN
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