“Book Descriptions: “You shall stay here until you bear me a child. Then you can stay or go, the choice shall be mine!” A bride was sent into the unknown, unchaperoned, unprotected, except for her coachman. She did not know where she was going, she did not know her betrothed. Arriving to dead man’s door, it seemed no preparation had been made for the wedding on All Hollows Eve, 31 October 1749. Limping footsteps brings her betrothed to the room she had been shown to. The deep gloom behind the bed hangings played tricks on her senses, because the man she saw, was fearsome, his back horribly deformed, one shoulder higher than the other. His breathing labored behind the mask he wore, hiding his features from her. “A betrothal is as good as the wedding vows. Your father knew I would take you the moment you arrived.” “Am I your prisoner?”” DRIVE