CHAPTER 11
She had either slept a thousand years – or at least a few months – or something very strange had happened. She heard birds singing outside, and when she opened her eyes, Claire saw light streaming in through the gap in the curtains. The room didn’t feel chilly although the fire had died long ago. It could be sunny in winter too, but birds didn’t sing that enthusiastically, did they?
Claire slipped her feet into the slippers next to her bed and walked over to pull the curtains open. She looked out at a view of greenness.
All the snow was gone. It was green everywhere, and there was no sign of any snow or ice ever having been there. The flowers at the front were blooming, and although it was hard to tell for sure from so far back, the trees in the distance were getting little g
