12
Alex couldn’t sleep. She slipped out of bed, leaving Perdita alone, and fetched her dressing gown off the back of one of the chairs by the small fireplace. The silk slid against her skin and whispered against the worn floorboards as she crossed the room to the door. She shouldn’t go outside, but if she could get to Ambrose’s room…
Honestly, she chided herself, what could they do? There was nowhere they could meet in secret, not while they shared their bedrooms with other people.
She sighed and opened her door just a crack. The corridor was empty. She slipped through the doorway and then stepped into the narrow corridor. It was close to midnight, and the sounds from the main common room below were quiet. She tiptoed to Ambrose’s door, her heart beating in her ears as she rapped her kn
