“At the moment we have other matters to concern us.”
While they had been talking, Alida realised that having crossed the Neva they had passed the few buildings there were on the other side of the river and were now clear of the City and in an empty desolate part of the country.
There seemed to be only a vast expanse of snow, white and gleaming under the moon, which was creeping slowly up a clear sky.
Surprisingly it was quite easy to see the road ahead and the horses had not slackened their pace since they left the Palace.
“Are the other sleighs just behind?” Alida asked.
She thought that perhaps, if they were alone, they too would be in danger from the wolves.
“The drivers will try and keep up with us,” the Prince answered with a smile, “but these four horses are very celebrated for
