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*Saoirse* I could feel the warmth of the sun on my skin. That combined with the decadent scent of pine and earth was making me more comfortable than I had felt since Conall had stepped foot in my village. I was so comfortable. Something gnawed at the edge of my brain. There was something I should be doing. I needed to wake up. My body bounced, jarring me more into consciousness, and with it came the thoughts my mind had been forcing down. My eyes shot open. "Lady Saoirse, are you okay?" Deja vu hit me. I turned my head to the alluringly smooth, deep voice that sounded from just above me. Warm amber eyes flicked with specks of crimson stared down at me, and it felt like my heart stopped. "Did you hear me? Are you hurt?" he continued as I stared at him in frozen amazement. "N-no, I'm