First off, Eleanor has no idea that Kauai even exists, but, should she ever see it, she would surely feel at home, because this remote island resembles the village around her castle in so many ways. First, there are few shops and markets, and those that are here close when sun sets, just as they do in the village of Blystoke. Second, everything is built of stone — see the church — except, of course for the peasants’ thatched roof cottages. Third, and most important, everyone knows who everyone else is — there are fewer than six degrees of separation here. Ah, Eleanor sighs….six degrees or less of separation. How she wishes there was less than one degree of separation between her and Lord Hugh. Will they ever meet as one?