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Chapters (59)
  1. THE WOMAN FROM THE WAVES
  2. Copyright
  3. CONTENTS
  4. Dedication
  5. PRONUNCIATION GUIDE
  6. GLOSSARY
  7. PROLOGUE
  8. THE SURFACE
  9. CHAPTER ONE
  10. CHAPTER TWO
  11. CHAPTER THREE
  12. CHAPTER FOUR
  13. CHAPTER FIVE
  14. CHAPTER SIX
  15. CHAPTER SEVEN
  16. CHAPTER EIGHT
  17. THE SHORE
  18. CHAPTER NINE
  19. CHAPTER TEN
  20. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  21. CHAPTER TWELVE
  22. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  23. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  24. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  25. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  26. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  27. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  28. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. THE STORM
  38. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  39. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  46. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  47. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  48. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  50. CHAPTER FORTY
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  56. EPILOGUE
  57. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  58. ALSO BY ROSLYN SINCLAIR
  59. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

One possibility had her blood freezing in her veins. Had Hæra noticed Madeleine’s immediate attraction to her? If so, that was unfair. It wasn’t as if Madeleine had seen it coming. If she had, she’d have been able to cover it. She’d been doing that sort of thing her whole life. Besides, did Hæra think Madeleine was going to pounce on her? As if she could! Hæra could easily pin Madeleine to the ground beneath that long, wiry frame.

Madeleine bit her lip and tuned back in to what Jonathan was saying.

“I expect you’re wondering about Hæra,” he said, giving her a nasty jolt. Could he read minds or something?

Whether he could or not, he didn’t seem to notice the deadly glare Hæra had just shot him. Instead, his smile was cheerful enough, if a bit anxious, as he looked back and forth between Hæra and Madeleine.

“Wondering about her?” Madeleine asked. There, that had sounded innocent enough.

Jonathan glanced at Hæra. “She didn’t live here then, but she knows what happened. And she’s safe as houses. Won’t speak a word of what we say here, will you?”

Hæra snorted. An inelegant sound for an inelegant woman. That was her only reply.

Jonathan looked nonplussed at this. “We just want you to know that, is all. Seeing as we’re here to talk about something a bit odd.”

A bit odd? That wasn’t the half of it. He was right—if they were to be honest about this “odd” thing, then it didn’t hurt to be honest about themselves. Then, they could talk more freely about what had happened six years ago.

“Something that changed us,” Jonathan continued. “At least, it changed me…and seems it changed you too.”

Madeleine smiled wryly. “Even more than it looks. Much more than a change of dress.”

At that, Hæra raised her head and gave Madeleine a sharp look, although she still said nothing.

“It’s why I left the Daughters of Grace,” Madeleine continued. At least her voice wasn’t trembling as she talked about the most painful decision of her life to two strangers. “My experience here opened my eyes to many things I’d been trying not to see. I’ve been dying to come back here and investigate what happened, but after I left, it took me years to get back on my feet and save the money. I gave up my worldly goods when I joined the order, you see.”

Jonathan sat back in his chair and folded his arms with a sigh. “Church was happy enough to take it all from you and not give it back, then?”