Chapter 11
Charles shook himself out of his awe as her question hit him. “Certainly, we shall.” Quickly, he handed over the basket to his stable boy and got on his horse. When he was well seated, he retrieved the basket and settled it in front of him.
“I was thinking the riverside would be good for a picnic. What do you think?”
“It sounds perfect. I always like it there. Did you bring something for the ducks?”
“Yes. I did.”
“Alright then.”
Charles nodded, fully recovered from his awe. He had never seen a woman mount a horse so well, so skilfully in his life time. He had seen Jane ride, a number of times, but he had never watch her mount. She was a great rider, she moved as one with her horse. This could only have come with years of practise. Although, this was not an entirely womanly
