She avoided looking at him. After the inflamed passion had calmed again a little and she had realised what she had done, and how she had reacted to him, she began to feel ashamed. She had conducted herself like a lecherous tart, quite shamelessly. She simply could not look him directly in the eye any longer and she dreaded the day when she was to return to his castle. Perhaps she could ask Moreena to arrange alternative accommodation for her. There was a knock at the door. Keela’s heart leapt excitedly. “Who is it?” she asked tentatively. She had learnt from the last time. She was not going to make that same mistake again. “Solima!” came the answer, and Keela breathed a sigh of relief. “Come in!” The door opened and Solima rushed into the room. The girl literally flew into Keela’s arms and they both laughed, happy to see one another again. Keela had visited Solima regularly in the medical unit, but she had been put into a slight coma to speed up the recovery time. “I thought you weren’t going to be discharged until this evening.
