CHAPTER TWOTora lay looking at the open window and waiting for the first faint gold of the dawn to rise behind the snow-capped peaks of the mountains.
It was these mountains that divided Radoslav from Salona.
She had tried to sleep during the night, but she was too excited except to doze off, half-afraid that she would not wake as early as she had to.
She had been surprised, once she had made up her mind to accompany the Professor, how proficient he had been in organising everything to prevent their plan being discovered and her being stopped at the last moment.
She was so close to the old man that she knew he was not only horrified at the idea of her having to marry the King but was also visualising himself as a Knight in shining armour who would save her from the dragon.
That was wh
