Chapter SixAnastasia awoke to find that she was alone.
For a moment it was difficult to remember what had happened the night before.
Then she recalled that she had talked to the King until gradually she found her voice getting slower and slower, and she must have fallen asleep even while they were still talking.
She turned her head now.
In the faint light of the sunshine coming into the room from the sides of the curtains, she could see the dent in the pillow where he had rested his head.
When he had left her, he must also have deliberately turned back the bedclothes to make it look as if he had been sleeping in the bed.
It had been a sensible idea, Anastasia thought, and would undoubtedly deceive the servants in the Palace. But she could not help wondering if anyone else had ever sp
