Her friends called her Pippin, and she was a striking creature with fair flawless skin, slanting emerald eyes, and a curling mass of reddish-gold hair.
Her appearance alone was enough to shock the tame Scottish countryside. But then there was her behavior to whisper about as well--stopping at a public inn owned by the scandalous Lord Afton. He may have been in flight from the drawing rooms of London, but he was certainly far from abandoning the suave and devilish ways he had learned there.
And so they talked about Pippin and her daring escapades. None of it mattered to Pippin-until suddenly there was a force so strong, so malevolent, it could topple even the cool Lady Philippa ....
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