Elizabeth was a woman apart from all others of the Scottish Highlands - her beauty spoke of delicate heather and dark moors; her intelligence guided her family's weaving mill to success and wealth; and her clairvoyant vision touched the future with prophecy... and the present with danger. Calum was heir to the haunting Castle Faillie, a tract of shrouded moor that seemed to be forever under the spell of the past - of an ancient Latin manuscript, of a forgotten tartan weave, and of the memory of a woman not long dead.