At the same moment, far away on a foreign beach, a young woman suddenly sneezed several times beneath the sunlight. She rubbed her nose in confusion, wondering whether someone was talking about her behind her back—or perhaps cursing her existence altogether.
Warm sunlight spilled across her body while ocean winds danced through her hair. Beneath the thin white fabric of her shirt, the faint outline of a glowing round diamond shimmered softly against her skin.
It was Arthur's heirloom.
Because the necklace was far too precious to casually leave behind, she had no choice except to wear it hidden beneath her clothes from time to time. Deep down, she still intended to return it to its rightful owner eventually.
But right now, she couldn't return home.
She was still fleeing from the arranged mate bond her family wanted to force upon her, so the heirloom remained with her for the time being.
