CHAPTER THREE
‘Lady Charlotte?’
Callie stopped dead on the pavement, feeling the hair rise on the back of her neck.
‘Lady Charlotte!’ Guinevere’s voice reaching out from the past was even more terrifying than the baby’s screams, or the silence that had followed them. Why was the queen calling her? What was going on that she sounded so panic-stricken?
The cry came again. ‘Charlotte!’
‘I’m here,’ Callie whispered, but there was no reply. Dazed and frightened, she put her hand to her chest, struggling for composure. She had to go back to Camelot now, at once. But El mustn’t suspect anything was wrong because it was her quest and she must make this journey alone to finish it.
‘Callie? Are you okay?’
‘I’m fine! Just a thumping headache, that’s all.’ Callie managed a shaky smile. ‘Why don
