“Not what you were expecting?” asked Miss Falconer. I turned to look at her. I shut my mouth. She was now atop a rock, watching me with a cool smile. “You weren’t expecting an actual castle, were you?” “Of course I knew Castell y Gwynt was a geological feature!” I snapped. I hated that I was losing my composure, but I had climbed a rather difficult summit and probably saved her aunt’s life, and she sat there, positively decorating a rock.
