Chapter FiveGiona looked at herself in the mirror and thought that no one could complain that she did not look attractive for what was to be an important public appearance.
Her mother had chosen for her a pale yellow gown the colour of spring sunshine, which threw into prominence the soft gold of her hair and made her eyes seem more mystical than usual.
The bonnet that went with it was trimmed with kingcups and she thought as Mithra handed her her gloves and a small satin bag that matched her gown that even the King must think that she looked nice.
Just as she was about to go downstairs, there came a knock on the door and, when Mithra opened, it a footman announced,
“Before Her Royal Highness joins His Majesty, Sir Edward Bowden would like to speak to her in an anteroom and I am waitin
