Chapter 173

• Her mouth was dry, and she resorted to a gulp of wine to try and loosen her tongue. But all she succeeded in doing was choking herself, and she had to stand there coughing helplessly while Almeric came forward and took the glass out of her shaking hand.
• ‘I think our guest is too tired to answer your questions tonight, Alex.’ Nolanda came to her rescue, and Elizabeth was grateful—although she couldn’t help the ungracious thought that the woman had resented Almeric’s attention being focussed on someone else and not her. Turning, she snapped her fingers at the waiter, her instructions sharp and imperative, and he hurried out of the room. Then, with a tight smile at Elizabeth, she said, ‘I have told Ruis to arrange with Sancha to have your meal served in your room, senhora. I am sure you would prefer it this evening, nao?’
• Elizabeth’s sigh was heartfelt. ‘Oh yes; thank you, senhora,’ she said, making sure to avoid Almeric’s eyes. ‘I am rather weary. It’s been a long journey. If you’ll excuse me, I will have an early night.’