As William's carriage rumbles along the muddy road, a relentless downpour beats against the windows, peering through the rain-streaked window, his eyes widens as he sees the form of a young woman lying motionless in the middle of the road. Her drenched clothes clung to her chilled body, and her face was pale and ghostly against the dark backdrop of the storm.

"Stop the carriage!" William commanded, a note of urgency in his voice. As the driver pulled the horses to a halt, William grabbed his coat and dashed out into the raging storm. The rain pelted down mercilessly, soaking him to the bone as he reached the unconscious woman.

"Oh, dear God... What in the world happend to you, darling?" William picks her up, feeling for a pulse. It's weak, but it's there. He quickly scoops her up in his arms, carrying her back to the safety of the carriage. As the driver urges the horses forward, William does everything he can to keep the young woman warm and comfortable. He gently brushes her wet hair from her face, willing her to wake up.