December 1692. When Sefton Ridgely set out for Salem, Massachusetts in the hope of convincing Serenity Norcross to return with him to New York, he presumed when she agreed to accompany him, that they would be traveling the post road, and he had every expectation they would be spending their nights in, if not clean, at least dry, inns or ordinaries. They would talk, become better acquainted, and perhaps love would blossom as they sat before cozy fires in private chambers. Ridgely's assumptions proved illusory. Instead, due to Serenity's caring nature and readiness to help those less fortunate, they find themselves in one precarious situation after another, from camping out in a snowstorm