"You are a tenant, Munro, and I am the laird's daughter. You will do as I ask!"

But in trying to bend this proud Highlander to her will, Lucy Sinclair was playing with fire. She had to remind herself forcibly that Alistair Munro was no more than a Scottish peasant, in spite of his arrogant conviction that they were equals. Yet the passion with which he described his people's plight - driven from their crofts to make way for sheep - struck a chord in Lucy's heart. Now that he had opened her eyes to reality, could she ever return to her old life of mindless luxury?