Chapter FiveSyringa was humming as she finished dressing.
“It’s a lovely day, Nana,” she called out, “and there are so many thrilling things to do.”
“You had a good night?” Nanny asked.
“I fell asleep the moment my head touched the pillow,” Syringa answered.
Nany gave a sigh and it sounded like one of relief.
“Have a nice ride on Mercury, dearie,” she said. “You look better already.”
“And I feel fatter,” Syringa laughed.
She thought about the large dinner that had been served last night and how exciting it had been to sit opposite the Earl in the small dining room that he used when he was alone.
There had been dish after dish of delicious and exotic food, but, while at first Syringa had thought that she was hungry, she soon found it impossible to eat any more.
The Earl had watched
