Pulling the knot on her blindfold, which he deliberately hadn't doubled, he whips the fabric away.

They're in the Stables' barn. Stalls stretch to either side, and the sounds of the horses already stabled here are very audible. A marmelade barn cat saunters over and winds around Ellie's feet. Through the open door at one end, they can see the paddock and, beyond it, rolling hills.

It's even more beautifull this time.