There was no question that the Marquis of Aldridge had saved her life.

The townspeople were convinced she was a witch. They were dragging her to the river to administer the ultimate test. If she drowned, she was innocent. If she floated, she was evil.

Fortunately, the Marquis was able to convince the angry mob to release her. He was sure she was far too lovely, far too innocent to be a witch. And yet this raven-haired, blue-eyed beauty was casting a spell on him-bewitching him as no other woman had done before.