Chapter Ten“Is there anything else you need, my Lady?” the maid asked respectfully.
“No, thank you,” Alyna replied.
The maid took a last glance round the bedroom to see if anything had been forgotten and then she left closing the door quietly behind her.
Alyna rose from the dressing table and walked to the fireplace.
She had been cold and shivering when the Duchess of Devonshire had brought her home and her maid, without asking permission, had lit the fire.
She held out her hands towards it, but felt that the flames gave out little heat.
She was still trembling from the horror that she had felt as she had watched Lord Dorrington fight Prince Ahmadi, fearing at any moment that he would be killed.
Even now that she realised what an exceptional swordsman he was, she still felt it was a
