After spending half the night talking like school girls Emilie and Constance went their own separate ways, Emilie to sleep in the bed in her room and Constance back into the arms of Renault.
The next morning Emilie awoke to find a note on her door instructing her to meet the other two at the cafe next to the inn for breakfast. It wasn’t something she was used to; eating in cafes, but she would have to get used to it while keeping the company of her enemies, at least until Constantinople.
She made her way down to the street and then over to the cafe. It was a warmer day for the time of year and Renault was sitting outside at a table sipping on a hot cup of tea.
“Good morning,” he said to her as she approached.
“Hello.”
“You and Constance were talking for a long time last night. I hope
