Bastian was worried, more than he cared to admit. Jane was shaking so violently that her teeth were chattering, and he feared she might get ill if she stayed outside any longer. He would have the cook make her hot soup, and then he'd get into bed and warm her up, with his body if he was lucky.

Guilt settled like stones upon his chest. He'd brought her out here, not knowing what would happen. She was sensitive to the castle and its history. He hadn't realized just how deep ...