Chapter 9: One Moment on a Horse

Philip could barely contain his excitement. She was really here. Right in front of him after all this time. It has been agonizingly long. As Grace took his hand, he could not help but smile. He was making sure to restrain himself. If she had no memories, then he would treat her gently. He learned that the hard way, many years ago when a witch had wiped all of Geneva’s memories.

He remembered that he chased her into the sunflower fields. She saw him and took off like a frightened deer. She had thought that he was trying to punish her for her father’s debt, and he tried explaining the situation to her rather unsuccessfully.

“Geneva! It’s me!” Philip took a couple of steps toward her. She was out of breath and stumbling back. “I would never hurt you.”

“You, I don’t know you! Who are you?”