Chapter FiveDelysia felt the yacht come to a standstill and she ran across to the porthole of her cabin.
Outside it was difficult to see anything but what she thought were the tops of trees.
They had sailed some distance Northwards and, because they had been in fairly smooth water for the last hour, she guessed, although she was not sure, that they were in The Wash.
She repacked everything that she had taken out of Fleur’s trunk and one of the Stewards, having knocked at the door, came in to put a strap round it before he took it away.
Delysia had the uncomfortable feeling that she was being taken to some place that would be frightening and which she would hate.
But she was determined not to give Magnus Fane the satisfaction of knowing that she felt intimidated.
She therefore held he
