CHAPTER FIVEChiara’s heart now leapt with excitement as Erebus cantered swiftly back over the beach.
She could not get the dark-haired stranger’s face out of her mind.
His high cheekbones and the fierce glow of his dark eyes seemed strangely familiar and yet she was certain that she had never met him before.
And the sound of his voice!
When she remembered his curious accent and the odd things he had said to her, her whole body rang with a sensation she had never felt before, as if she was a silver bell giving out a sweet high note.
The sun had fallen below the horizon and the sky was turning purple as they left the beach.
Chiara knew they might not get back to Rensham Hall before dark, but Erebus would have no trouble finding the way even though there was no moon.
The little pony ke
