CHAPTER FIVEKelvin had already driven for a long way when he realised that Vasila had fallen asleep.
She had slipped forward just a little so that her head was almost on his shoulder.
As he glanced at her, he thought again how lovely and ethereal she was and it worried him to wonder what would happen to her in the future.
After all at her age she could not remain in hiding for ever and either the people she was afraid of would find her or she would get into serious trouble.
But he had to concentrate on his horses and he was determined to get far away from Windsor as quickly as he possibly could.
The sun had now risen slowly up the sky, but was still not too hot and, as the chaise was open, he enjoyed feeling the fresh air on his face.
After the heat of India, it was very welcome and
