You’re letting all the cold air in underneath the furs.’Jamie tried to sound stern – putting on what he’d privately dubbed his ‘fatherly’ voice – but he couldn’t help a smile from tugging at his mouth. He, Zar and Roshani were travelling by sled towards Askeberga, his parents’ manor house deep in the Swedish forests, and it was as cold as it could possibly be. He’d tried to warn Zar and Roshani of what awaited them, but he wasn’t sure they’d believed him – until now. Kutaro, dressed in a little padded coat that Zar had made for him, was snuggled up somewhere by Jamie’s feet. Although at first he’d seemed as enchanted by snow as his young mistress, he had the sense to burrow deep inside the furs that lined the sled now.Another sled followed with some of their belongings – they’d left a lot more in Gothenburg – but Jamie was glad to be huddled with his little family. A family which had increased a few months previously, which was why it had taken them over a year to finally arrive in Sweden.
