Dark ... uncommonly handsome, despite the scar ... imposing, he was the exact image of the man in her dream. The one who watched as she played chess with—"Answer me, damn it!"His demand jerked her mind from that chilling image. Caitlin licked lips suddenly gone dry, trying to gather her wits. "I ... I'm the new—""M'lord, is it true?" The butler's excited voice rang from the doorway. "Is his lordship awake?"Adam tore his eyes from the red-haired girl and darted an irritated glance over his shoulder. Jepson hovered in the doorway, backed by several murmuring servants clad in nightclothes. All were straining for a glimpse of the bed. Swearing softly, Adam swung his gaze to it... .He wanted to sob and shout for joy at the same time.He'd done it! He'd saved his son. Andrew's eyes ... his own eyes ... looked back at him from his son's small face, their gentian depths lucid and focused."Andrew...," he murmured thickly, "I—" His voice cracked, and he fell silent, trying to master his emotions."Papa," the boy whimpered, "it h-hurts!
