Gwen looked down at the map.
“I think we might be lost, M’lady.”
“I have to admit, I’ve never seen this part of the countryside before.”
Sybil slowed Dragon down and glanced over at the map.
“There’s a tavern just ahead of us, so if we can find that on the map, we can pinpoint where we are.” Gwen read the pub’s name. “The Grantham Arms… That’s here, so Downton Abbey must be… About five miles ahead!”
Gwen looked up at Sybil, brightly.
Sybil leaned across and kissed Gwen’s cheek. Gwen looked down and blushed.
“I try, M’lady.”