Susanna fell asleep despite her best efforts not to. She woke up some time later and crossed to the door leading to her parlor. To Orlando. "Are you still angry with me?" she asked as she opened the door.
It was dark in the parlor and no answer came from the direction of his bed. She padded across the rushes until her feet hit the mattress and dropped to her knees. She patted the blankets from foot to base then sat back on her haunches and stared into the blackness.