Chapter 7
Bradamante could barely wait to fall asleep. “He’s leaving,” she announced as soon as she awoke in the rocking chair. “Tomorrow. What’s happening, Manat?”
“It’s time,” the teacher answered.
“Time for what? What’s going to happen?”
“I can’t answer that,” Manat said. “Ask me another question.”
At times Bradamante enjoyed this game, but not tonight. Manat’s restrictions of what Bradamante could know, and when, could be so infuriating.
Bradamante paced in front of the window. Egalite ran along the beach, kicking up her hooves in the surf, tempting Bradamante to come ride her. Bradamante turned from the window and concentrated on breaking her teacher’s code.
“My mother said she will visit her sister. Naldo and I didn’t even know she had a sister. Does she?”
“Yes.”
“What’s her
