The Woodsman’s Raw Claim: A Countess’s Red Confession
The afternoon sun beat down on the black pond. Little Charles splashed in, panic rising. I screamed with the nurse. Then François burst from the woods, dove in boots and all, hauled my boy out…
The afternoon sun beat down on the black pond. Little Charles splashed in, panic rising. I screamed with the nurse. Then François burst from the woods, dove in boots and all, hauled my boy out…