❝She never cried, never uttered a word. Only her eyes spoke. Big, tragic eyes.❞

“Kiss me.” Her mouth dropped open, his statement seemed to bring her to her senses as she pushed away from him stuttering and flushing a bright hue of red, all at once. It is the 1500's and England has seen the first Queen of England. Emma Cardon loses her memory due to a tragic accident, but who should be there to nurse her back to health? A dashing handsome gentleman that seems to neglect propriety at every turn. Will Emma succumb to his affections or will she escape in time? Unbeknownst to both a shadow dogs their footsteps and colours their happiness grey. The Elizabethan era has begun.