I have a lot of kind emails here that I really should be acknowledging. I have however read them all, thank-you.
But I also have another drunken ne'er-do-well, stuck high up on a mountain in Spain with an extremely disheveled looking Cinderella lookalike, who appears to be spoiling for a fight and I really can't wait to find out what happens next.
Yes, I really do not know. My characters decide how the story develops, I do not.