With its towers and turrets it was like a Fairytale and she thought that it crenelated even better than the Marquis had described to her.
It was easy to find the path and she followed it over some low ground, which was thick with heather and almost immediately began to climb.
It was quite a stiff walk of over half a mile going uphill all the time until ahead she could see a small cairn.
She was hot and a little breathless by the time she reached it and, as she threw herself down on the mossy ground beside it, she saw that the Marquis had not exaggerated when he had told her that there was a magnificent view.
Below her, looking almost like a child’s toy or something out of a dream, was The Castle with the Duke’s standard flying proudly from the tower.
Beyond was the sea and the land ju
