She didn't have enough social experience to tell whether the old man was serious with his suggestion or if he was simply being sarcastic. But her intuition told her that if the old man hadn't intended to do this, she would have run away foolishly and probably brought disaster upon herself.,He was clad in pure white fleece pajamas, looking as if he had just stepped out of the bath. His silken blond hair caught the warm glow of the hearth fire. He sat quietly and intently reading by the fire, his delicate features holding a gentle expression… reminding her of a poet, with the flames rising in their home fireplace.,It was only then that Hayna noticed he was sitting in a wheelchair.。