Mc Allister s RedemptionChapter 5
Lelainde woke, the warm sun spilling through the farmhouse window. She lay there for a moment, luxuriating in the light and warmth. With a start, she jumped up, recalling the events of the night before, and ran to the stable, her night-wear flapping behind her. Sighing, she found the barn empty, though there were no hoofprints on the hardpack floor, there were in the lane. Lelainde walked back into the farmhouse, lost in thought. Once inside, she sat at her writing table, pensively. With a...