‘No one will see me,’ she told herself, ‘so I shall look glamorous when I am alone at night – and what could be more appropriate in a Château?’
However much Jane had disparaged the Duc by repeating what Lady Langley had told her, Arletta could not help thinking that it would be rather like living in a Fairytale.
She was going to an enchanted Château in France in an area that she knew from her books was famous for its ancient Châteaux.
She wished that she had had more time to read about the Dordogne where the Duc’s family had lived for centuries.
Of course, when she wanted them she could not find any books about that particular part of France and thought that the first thing she would do when she had time was to try to find guide books that would tell her all she wished to know.
When s
