Once upon a time Christina had been a wealthy heiress, carefully monitored. Her parents were slowly sorting through potential suitors for her hand. But that had been before the war had arrived and blown that genteel world sky high.
She blinked back tears. What was she now? Her family's wealth was gone, and with it all her prospects for a fine marriage. And she was no longer that delicate southern rose who walked down paths with a pretty parasol. The war had changed her, just as it had changed her parents.
She was tougher. She had done things, and seen things, that she had never thought possible. Was it even possible to become that delicate woman again, cossetted and protected?
Did she even want to?