Chapter OneDevon, England
Catriona Grant hoped that the rumors of Viscount Rutleigh's reputation had not been exaggerated; only a man with a tarnished reputation could overlook the life she had led.
There was a ring around the moon on the night she finally reached Rutleigh Hall. She stopped at the edge of the woods and wondered whether this was a sign that she should turn back. For most of her life, she had been chased from fine houses such as this, or else smuggled up the backstairs to the curtained bed of a dying person while her mother worked her healing charms in the candlelight.