CHAPTER THREEIt was growing dark when they approached the Château but as the carriage drove down a long drive lined with lime trees, Larisa could see the outline of a huge building.
ChâteauAs she drew nearer still she realised that the Château itself was surrounded by a wide moat and the bridge spanning it was surmounted by exquisitely carved statues.
ChâteauThere was however no time for her to see anything clearly.
The carriage crossed the bridge and drew up with a flourish in a courtyard where light came streaming from a great door set on top of a long flight of steps.
“We have arrived, M’mselle” the old maid remarked unnecessarily.
M’mselle”A footman opened the carriage door, Larisa stepped out and walked up the steps.
She felt rather small and frightened as she entered a huge hal
