CHAPTER 5
Dusk was falling by the time Rosalind’s shift turning the spit ended. It would be time to eat soon, and the roasted chickens and pigs smelled delicious. Perhaps tonight, I’ll be able to work up enough appetite to eat well.
As always, she scanned the crowd for Vidal. Though there were many taller men than him about, and though he always dressed conservatively in a black suit, he was easy to see. He had an air of quiet authority that made him seem quite the most impressive figure at the gathering.
She quickly located him off to one side, talking to the musicians. Should I approach him, just to offer a greeting? No, I’ll wait. I want to savor my fantasies a little longer.
She wondered what she should do. There were any number of conversations she could join, but the thought of i
