Her heart was in the Highlands. Indeed, every hill and vale seemed a mapping of her soul. Cassie MacArthur dounbted any man could ever understand the freedom of roaming high road and low. Especially not Robert Gordon, enemy to her clan-yet, ironically, the one man in Scotland who made her blood sing!
Driven by a questing spirit, Cassie MacArthur would make a bonny bride-Robert Gordon felt it in the marrow of his bones. Truly, the legendary Lady Quickfoot would be the perfect partner for his life's work-and his life! But was he fleet enough to catch her?
Driven by a questing spirit, Cassie MacArthur would make a bonny bride-Robert Gordon felt it in the marrow of his bones. Truly, the legendary Lady Quickfoot would be the perfect partner for his life's work-and his life! But was he fleet enough to catch her?
