She did not knock but opened the door quietly.
As she did, Amelie asked,
“Who is it?”
“It’s Brucena.”
Amelia sat up against her pillows.
“What is it, dearest?”
Brucena went close to her before she spoke. The moonlight shining through the curtains over the window made it easy to see the way.
“I have to go to warn Cousin William and Ian that they are in – grave danger,” she said. “I think, although I am not certain, that a man has been sent to alert the Thugs they are seeking. They might in consequence take them off their guard and – kill them. I have to tell them, Amelie, what is happening.”
“Ma chérie, how do you know this? How is it possible?”
“There is no time to tell you, but I promise you there is every reason for me to be afraid. Now listen, and this is vitally important, Lor
