The setting sun turned Anya's hair into a golden aura as she secretly communed with the woodland spirits. She beseeched them to hasten the arrival of Evain, the handsome Druid sorcerer she had adored since her earliest childhood days. Yet a match with her, a maid born of a Saxon father and linked to the new ways, was impossible, even though Evain seemed to look upon her bewitching beauty with a lover's desire......

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