Chapter SevenLarina awoke to find the maid pulling back the curtains.
“What time is it?” she asked sleepily.
“It is half past nine, signorina,” the maid replied, “and I thought you would like your breakfast.”
“Breakfast!” Larina exclaimed and sat up in bed.
She was dismayed to find that she had slept for so long.
She had meant to get up early and see the dawn breaking for the last time, but now by sleeping she had lost some of the precious hours of her last day on earth.
She was angry with herself and yet at the same time she felt an uncontrollable surge of excitement at the thought of seeing Wynstan again.
Now she remembered that he had carried her up to bed and, although she had been half-asleep, she was quite certain that he kissed her before he left the room.
Only to think of t
