Hayley Chambers rolled over in the bed, for it wasn’t often that she had the opportunity to sleep on a mattress, and she was determined to get her coin’s worth. The sun had other ideas, however, and insisted on peeking through the shutters, flooding across her face, forcing her to move. She pulled the pillow over her head in a vain effort to block the sun, but the damage was already done; she was wide awake.
Rising to a sitting position, she cast her eyes around the room. It took her a moment to get her bearings, for she had spent the previous night celebrating. Uxley; that was it. The Old Oak Tavern. Her memories came flooding back; the archery competition, the festivities, the endless rounds of drinks. She wiped the hair from her face and dropped her legs over the side of the bed. She w
