Anaeth forgot about her fear as rage swept through her.
"That witch!" she hissed. "It is as if there is someone watching over her."
"There is, there is," crooned the voice, "but there is something you can do to distract them from their work."
"What might that be?" asked Anaeth. She no longer felt cold, she didn't care that the little clearing was deep in shadow. All that mattered was the voice that whispered in her ear.
She found herself back on the path with her ladies and only the foggiest memory of what she had seen in the woods. The other girls were laughing and talking as if she had only been gone a moment. Anaeth shook her head, and the last cobwebs of memory floated away. They finished their stroll in time for tea then Anaeth was whisked off to be fitted for her dress for the gr
