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see?”
    “I don’t know. I’ve never experienced it before, but I was pretty connected to you, emotionally I mean. I didn’t know you felt that strongly about me. It was as if I could feel everything you were feeling,” I responded.
    He sat up, pulling me into his arms. “Heather, I didn’t want to tell you this way, certainly not this early.”
    “Now you’re scaring me! What’s going on, Gregor?”
    “Hear me out before you say anything,” he cautioned. “One of my Elven gifts, or curse, as I sometimes think of it, is that I have visions of the future. I had one last week when I left the Western Realm, and I saw our future together. We were getting married.” He rubbed my fingers in his own while I listened in stunned silence.
    “The visions I have always come true. You can imagine how I felt coming back to the Western Realm and seeing you with Michael every night, him touching you and kissing you, when I knew that one day you would be my wife. I wanted to beat him, but of course, I couldn’t,” he said. “This vision was about the same as the last one.”
    “What about all that stuff with you getting hurt and me crying?” I asked.
    “I don’t know. I saw it before, the first time, but I don’t fully understand it.”
    “So I have no say in this? No choice? You know I’m involved with Mick, and this whole situation is very touchy right now. If Mick knew I had kissed you . . .”
    “I know, Heather, and I’m really sorry. This isn’t how I wanted to tell you. I would have let things play out on their own, but you saw what was in my head. Apparently I can’t hide my thoughts from you. Perhaps that’s part of our future together.”
    I sat there, not sure what to think. After clearing my head a bit, I was shocked at my behavior in my kitchen ! Anyone could have walked in on us rutting like two sheep on a farm. I really didn’t trust myself anymore. Something about these Elven men made my  “good girl” side fly out the window.
    Gregor was obviously waiting for me to say something.
    “You probably want me to say, ‘It’s fate… let’s get hitched’ or something like that, but I can’t. I don’t… I don’t trust myself right now to do the right thing. I need to sort through the things that have happened over the last few weeks and decide what my next move should be.”
    “I understand,” Gregor said. “I’ll finish up in here, put the roast in the oven, and then I’m going for a walk. I’ll be back in time for dinner.”
    I nodded and went to my room. I tried to take a nap, but images of Mick and Gregor kept running through my mind. His breath, his lips, even his facial hair all enveloped my thoughts. And I had responded. Had even desired more. Why? And how was I ever going to get out of this predicament?

Chapter Six
    The Southern Realm
    Gregor had deceived everyone. He was not actually a Bulgarian elf. He was not even a European elf. And most certainly he was not Sidhe Olc , although he had posed as one for the prior seventy years while serving as chief of security for the royal family of the Eastern Realm. He had only gone home twice during that seventy years, but then, elves thought differently about time. They had much more of it to live. None of the Eastern or Western Realm elves knew about Gregor’s true geographical origin outside of myth and legend, but the beauty of his Elven homeland was in his heart each and every day.
    After his discussion with Heather, a premature disclosure he had hoped to avoid, he left the cabin and walked to an isolated spot within view of the cabin dock where he sifted to the one place he never had to imagine. It was ingrained in his psyche.
    Now he stood on a high promontory just outside the cave which contained the Southern Realm portal, gazing out over the verdant valley toward the east with the majestic snow-capped Southern Alps at his back. His mind was at ease for the first time in many years. This was his favorite spot in the entire