Lost Creek Hollow It was in Vienna

Ambra said nothing - to agree was to be disloyal to her husband, and to disagree was to suggest that Amadeus was wrong about Serge.

She wasn't sure who she feared more. Serge was straightforward in his cruelty. Amadeus was a snake. Unpredictable. Difficult to read. Conniving behind his good manners, but that was unfair to snakes.

Ambra bid her brother rest well, and scurried back to her make-shift camp under the dead ferns.