I dreamt of her again, the mysterious lady with her dark hair with blue at the ends. She is a mystery to me, a lady I have never met, and yet, I feel as if I know her better than myself.
We talk and laugh and dance and talk some more. And at the end of every dream, we kiss.
It is enough to drive a man mad. I have sought out this lady everywhere to the point that my friends think me mad, but I must discover who she is. She is not a figment of my imagination. No, no she cannot be. She is too real. My dreams of her… they do not feel like dreams. Not memories, but not a dream. A vision, perhaps? A glimpse of the future?
I can only hope.
In last night’s dream, Katia—is that not a lovely name?—asked me to go for a walk with her, and a walk we went on. We climbed over a hill without words, her hand warm and soft in mine. She stumbled at one point, and I caught her. I wanted to kiss her in that moment, but the fear that the kiss would wake me proved strong enough to resist.
The hill changed into a mountain, and we climbed it until we found a small cave.
“Would you like to explore?” I had asked her.
“Yes,” she had said, and she raced ahead.
I followed her. In the back of the cave, a small fire was already lit. The fire reflected in her beautiful eyes, making her seem wild and reckless and untamable.
She held her hands near the blaze. “So hot,” she murmured, her voice gentle.
“Does it frighten you?” I asked as I stepped to stand beside her.
“No. Nothing frightens me.” She brushed her hair back and smiled up at me.
“I am deathly afraid,” I whispered.
“You are too brave to know fear.” Katia laughed, the joyous sound echoing in the cave.
“I’m afraid I’ll never find you, that you aren’t real.”
Oddly serious, she placed both hands on either side of my face. “You will find me, or I will find you. Always. You’re real.” One of her hands lowered to rest against my frantically beating heart. “And I’m real.” With her other hand, she placed mine on her chest. Her heart beat as swiftly as my own.
The moment was too perfect. I kissed her. And I woke.
I believe her. One day, she would find me or I her, and we would be together.
It was only a matter of time.
As ever,
I am Lord Landon Philamore
Of sound mind and body
Lord Landon and Katia are the main characters in The Test of Time.
The Test of Time
While vacationing in England, Katia spies a large mansion and somehow passes through time, landing in the arms of the otherworldly and enchanting Lord Landon. Trapped in a parallel Regency-era, Katia struggles to not fall for Landon but his charm proves too much for her. Just when she is about to confess her love for him, Katia travels through time yet again.
If Katia can’t master the test of time, she’ll never be reunited with Landon.
Heat: PG
Regency Time Travel
Price: 3.99
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