Elizabeth lay bruised and overcome by fever, the moist red earth of the forest beneath her and the deeply bronzed Indian above. He was Wakwa, standing tall and prince -- like in the wind and the rain. He was a thousand years behind the civilization of her people, yet her future was with him and the place that had given him life. He was not her captor but her defender from the moment he came upon her -- from the day she first fled into the forest to escape her cruel betrothal, to their touching defiance of Puritan and tribal opposition, to the wondrous triumph of their own resplendent passion and ennobling love.
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