Amidst the fluttering ribbons and falling rose petals of an old English May Day, beautiful, hot-tempered, Rorie Shelburne struggled to make sense of an ancient Gypsy's cryptic prediction:"there be two forces afoot, my dearie. One ye must avoid, an' t'other ye must not fight." Rorie longed to give herself up th the feverish kisses of Cameron Devereaux, but was unsure if love was the force she had been warned to avoid.