A chambermaid in the house of Tremeshton, Faris Shayhan well knew torment, despair, and trepidation.
Could Faris truly own the heart of a man so thoroughly enveloped in twilight shadows and mysterious secrets?.
Yet the Highwayman of Tanglewood was encircled in mystery-mystery as thick and as secretive as time itself.
Dressed in black and astride his mighty steed, the brave, heroic, and dashing rogue Highwayman of Tanglewood stole Faris\'s heart as easily as he stole her kiss.
Further, it was on the very night of her emancipation that Faris first met the man of her dreams-the man of every woman\'s dreams-the rogue Highwayman of Tanglewood.
Thus Faris abandoned the tainted air at Tremeshton in favor of the amethyst sunsets of Loch Loland Castle and her new mistress, Lady Rockrimmon.
So it was that Lady Maranda Rockrimmon cast hope upon Faris-set Faris upon a different path-a path of happiness, serenity, and love.
Still, the moon oft casts hopeful luminosity to light one\'s way.
To Faris it seemed the future stretched long and desolate before her-as bleak and dark as a lonesome midnight path.
A chambermaid in the house of Tremeshton, Faris Shayhan well knew torment, despair, and trepidation
