Chapter 49

• It was wet and cold, but I was lying softly. A warm hand gently stroked my head. Had I fainted?
• "Yes, but it was the only way I could talk to you, my dear."
• I suddenly opened my eyes and looked into the face of an older woman. She didn't look familiar to me and yet she didn't feel foreign. Her hair was grey, but you could still see black at the roots. She was certainly been a beauty once, you could see it in her graceful posture. Her eyes were a beautiful brown colour.