8
A shiver ran down my spine and I curled up tighter around myself, cradling Flitter in the centre of my body. I was never going to get any sleep like this, but hopefully I could rest enough that I'd have energy to look for somewhere tomorrow. Besides, it was too cold to do anything else.
I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, a warm breeze ruffled through my hair. l cracked my eyes open and looked up to find a middle-aged woman standing over me, her hair in a messy bun, and flour all over her clothing.
"What have we got here?" she asked, not unkindly.
I scrambled to my feet and straightened out my dress. Whoever this woman was, I didn't want to make a bad first impression in case she could provide something I needed.
"I'm so sorry, I was just looking for a warm place t
