Chapter Five
Rune moaned softly as she rolled over onto her back. She was freezing! She sat up slowly and blinked to clear her vision. She woke to find herself lying on the icy cold marble floor in her beautiful but totally inappropriate nightgown.
“Great!” she mumbled as she rose on shaky legs. “Just great!” she growled out louder, looking up at the stars glittering through the colored glass. She raised her fist and shook it. “You have a really lousy sense of humor! I don’t want to be here!” she yelled out, stomping her bare foot. “Sometimes I really, really hate you.”
A cry from behind her drew her attention to an elderly man who was staring at her with wide, frightened eyes. The broom in his hands shook as he stood frozen where he had been working. His mouth opened and closed, but no
