CHAPTER FIVEAs Eugenia cantered past the Apollo Pavilion, a great flash of lightning lit up its copper dome. A few seconds later, a deafening thunder clap rent the air.
Eugenia’s mount, a skittish creature at the best of times, gave a terrified neigh before breaking into a headlong gallop.
Although Eugenia had ridden as a child and though she had found herself fully at home in the saddle that morning, she was not an accomplished enough horsewoman to control an animal that was determined on its own course. She could do nothing but cling on, closing her eyes against the stinging lash of sudden rain and the mud that flew from under the mare’s hooves.
Ahead lay the lake and an area of grey rocks.
Eugenia felt her strength ebbing, her grip faltering. Another moment and she would surely be p
