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Gehan had been dreaming about her for three years. A longing so deep filled him, it made the years of isolation before meeting her pale in comparison. He remembered everything about her. Her golden skin, her slanted, green eyes, her luxurious red hair. Though to call that mass of fire red was like calling the sky at sunset orange. The sound of her voice, husky and richly accented, haunted his sleep. He'd stolen a single touch, brushing his hand over her cheek in farewell. The feel of her silky skin had kept him awake for nights afterward.

He'd never thought to fall in love. Being honest with himself, he wasn't sure if what he felt now was love or simply obsession. She hadn't been the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, or the most elegant, or the most charming. Why this woman? He couldn't explain what exactly had caught his attention. Maybe it was the color of her hair. Maybe it was the quiet way she'd greeted him, a known exile, as if he were just another man. She possessed a strength and compassion that stole his breath.

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And he wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life. He thought about her so often, and in such detail, that at first he assumed the figure stumbling toward him through the trees was another fantasy. He only realized she wasn't a dream when she got close enough for him to see her hair. A breath later, the sight of her torn clothes and the sharp scent of blood hit him.She staggered to a stop, her eyes rounding in a moment of surprise. Then she slumped to her knees, looked up at him, said, "Please. I need your help." And she collapsed to the ground.

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