They crossed the lower lawn—passing the fountain where Charlotte had first fallen under Karl's spell—and descended a flight of stone steps into the woodland below. Aunt Elizabeth came into the room, angular and elegant in a dress of gold silk voile, a sash round her hips and a wide-sleeved jacket of the same colour. Pierre seemed to be watching, listening. She turned to Charlotte.
And in spite of his warning she could not stop herself from watching with horrified fascination. Charlotte let Fleur lead her into the hall, but once there she broke away and ran up to her room. Why would you put yourself in such danger for our sake? Because I know how much it would hurt Charlotte if anything happened to any of you. I shan't stay, she whispered.
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