“They have gone!” Yolanda gave a deep sigh of relief as she went limp in the Duke’s arms. “They have gone!” As she turned her head to speak to him, his lips came down on hears. This was the beginning of love, a love that shot through her like lightening, so perfect it had eluded even her dreams. He drew her closer still, kissing her fiercely as if he felt he might have lost her in the danger through which they had just come. Only when a century of wonder and glory seemed to have passed did Yolanda hear his thrilling words, “This is what I wanted to happen last night…”