CHAPTER THREESacha awoke and for the moment she could not think where she was.
The sun streaming from between the curtains revealed the huge high-ceilinged room, the open fireplace where a log had burnt itself out and the pretty carved posts of the bed.
She was in Scotland!
Then everything came back to her and she remembered leaving the Duke, walking down the corridor to her own bedroom and finding Emily waiting for her to say,
“Your bath’s not ready yet, my Lady. Why don’t you get into bed and have a rest? You can have thirty minutes and I’m sure you’re ever so tired.”
“That is true,” Sacha agreed.
Because there seemed to be no point in refusing, she let Emily help her into a nightgown and slipped between the sheets in the big bed.
Almost as soon as her head touched the pillow, she
