‘You’ll hear soon enough, come now, you’ll see your mother again after we’ve done a bit of French.’
May sighed and grumbled before she settled down on a blanket on the floor next to Thomas. Rays of sun streamed in from the one high window, casting a warm pool of light on the children’s shiny heads.
Please let him be well, prayed Cara.
She opened and unfolded the letter and scanned the words on the thick, heavy parchment. The sight of George’s bold, black handwriting immediately soothed her frightened soul.
There is good news, my darling. My request has been granted. I know you will wish to set out immediately, but I ask you to wait a little longer. You must have patience. I’ve been informed it’s a dangerous season to travel. I’ll send a letter or get word to you again somehow as soon as it’s clear. In the meantime, rest, and prepare yourselves for a long and arduous journey. Please don’t take any risks because the timing is critical.
As always, your loving husband (IAS).
He knew her well. She was impatient and disappointed that they couldn’t already be on their way. The note implied they would be given safe haven at one of King James V’s homes. She imagined it might be Stirling Castle in Scotland. That would explain the reference to the long journey. She sought out Sir John Locke.
‘Sir John, I’ve had a letter from my husband. He alludes to the roads being more dangerous than normal and bids me wait until we hear from him again before setting out to join him. The good news is King James has granted us asylum.’
Oh, that’s wonderful news indeed, my dear, Lady Cara. I’m sure you and your family can’t wait to escape from my dreadful basement. I’m only sorry we can’t offer you more comfortable accommodation in the main house.’
‘Your hospitality is most generous, and we are not unaware of the great risk you incur by hosting us in this way. Please don’t apologise. You have been more than generous. There is one thing, Sir John.’
‘Yes? Anything I can help you with, simply ask.’
‘Do you have any idea as to why it’s more dangerous to travel to Berwick-Upon-Tweed now, as opposed to at other times?’
‘Strange you should ask today because I had word only this morning that King Henry and a small band of courtiers are on early summer progress. It’s not the full court, but a sizeable group nonetheless. I imagine George has heard the news and doesn’t want to take any chances that you’ll bump into them on your way.’
‘I see, yes that makes perfect sense. Thank you. It looks as though we’ll be on your hands for a few more days yet until we get a sign that it’s safe to leave.’
York, present day
Sylvia embraced Cara in a warm hug. ‘How are you? I’ve been wondering when you’d come and see me again.’
‘Thank you, Sylvia. I’ve meant to book in with you for a while as you’re the only person I can talk to about this craziness.’
‘Wasn’t Professor Eddie Makepeace helpful?’
‘Oh no, I mean, oh, yes. He’s a wonder. Thank you so much for introducing me to him. He’s a great help, and he’s already taught me so much about time travel. It turns out we were close friends back in Tudorville. Sounds unbelievable, I know. But I haven’t confided in him about my relationship with George. It’s all too emotional and delicate. I haven’t discussed the Twin Flame stuff with anyone but you. Not even George.’
‘Yes, I can’t imagine the professor being all that useful in matters of the heart. He’s probably more interested in his experiments.’
‘Exactly. He’s asked me to assist him in his research. He wants to catapult me to the future so we can save the world. Nothing too major! As if I don’t have enough to deal with!’ Cara laughed.
Sylvia smiled and raised her eyes heavenwards.
‘The thing is, I just don’t know what to do about George. Everything is wonderful between us back then, but in the present, we fluctuate between heaven and hell. One minute he can’t get enough of me, and the next he’s distant and won’t even see me.’
‘Sounds pretty run of the mill behaviour for Twin Flames.’
‘Really? I haven’t known anything like it before. I get angry and hurt every time he does it. Just as I think I understand him, he withdraws, and I go ballistic. I’ve never behaved so erratically.’
‘Nothing surprises me with Twin Souls. It’s typically hot, emotional and very messy. . .but beautiful too, which is, of course, what makes it impossible to walk away. You won’t experience that type of intensity with anyone else, now or in the future. He is the one for you. I found it infuriating with my husband too, at times.’
‘Infuriating, yes, that’s exactly it!’ said Cara
‘Shall we pull some cards for you, my dear?’
‘Oh yes please, that would be good.’
Sylvia beckoned for Cara to take a seat as she busied herself shuffling her decks.