Follow Your Heart
“As she did so, she saw to her relief that there was a man standing by the dying fire and she was sure it must be Piramus.
Eventually it was easy to recognise him and he was looking at her in surprise. He must have been wondering who could be approaching the camp at this hour of the night.
As Della drew up beside him, she lightly slipped off Apollo’s back.
“Good evening, Lady. ’Tis late for you – to be visiting us,” Piramus greeted her.
“I have come to you for help, my good friend, Piramus.”
She saw him glance at the large bag on Apollo’s saddle.
“Please, Piramus,” she pleaded, “may I come with you wherever you are going? I will explain to Lendi why I have to run away, but there is nothing else I can possibly do.”
It suddenly struck her that Piramus might refuse to take her. He could be afraid of her uncle’s anger if she disappeared or, perhaps, as all the gypsies possessed clairvoyant powers, he might divine that she would also be antagonising the Duke.
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