Edward lifted her out of the helicopter when they landed and she straightened to look in wonder at the building a hundred yards from them. 'It's a castle!'

'Yes, but a small one. Built by a wealthy eccentric in the nineteen twenties and bought by my mother. She owned a lot of property around the world. I turned the most promising into businesses and sold the rest,' he volunteered, walking her towards the curiously elegant castle fashioned of cream-coloured stone and set in the midst of beautiful gardens. 'At one time I planned to turn the castle into a small exclusive hotel but once I had renovated it I decided to keep it as a bolt-hole.'