Chapter SevenCledra came back to consciousness and felt that she must have been sleeping for a hundred years.
She could hear Hannah moving softly about the room and thought that she had heard her earlier. She vaguely remembered too being given something sweet and soothing to drink before she had drifted away again into a dreamless sleep.
Now, with what was an effort, she opened her eyes and saw the sunshine streaming in through the windows
Hannah came to the bedside to ask,
“Are you awake, miss?”
As she spoke, the terror of the fire came to Cledra’s mind and she cried out in a voice that did not sound like her own.
“The – horses! Winged Victory! He is – all right?”
“Perfectly all right, miss,” Hannah replied soothingly. “In fact I’m sure it was your horse I sees his Lordship ridin’
