CHAPTER THREEAs Robina galloped across the familiar countryside, she was filled with sorrow again that her mother was not here to enjoy the glorious landscape with her.
It had often been like this since her mother had died – she would see something lovely or interesting, and the first person she would think of sharing it with would be her.
‘And now she is no longer around and I miss her so much,’ she reflected, as she stopped Firefly at a crossroads.
She paused to collect her bearings and realised that she was only a short distance from Hampton Castle.
“Come on,” she urged Firefly, as she turned him in the direction of the Castle.
Robina had no intention of paying a formal call so soon after seeing Robert again, but her curiosity was now getting the upper hand as the Earl’s descriptio
