Isabella hung her head in shame. "I used it to try to trick Philip of Bavaria into thinking that my sister Mary had been intimate with you." "And why, pray tell, would you want to do that?" Isabella was surprised to see that Edward looked as if he were struggling not to smile. "I wanted Philip for myself," Isabella muttered, staring at her feet. "I now realize that what I did was very wrong." She felt Edward's comforting hand on her shoulder and looked up into his sympathetic eyes. "Wrong, but understandable," he said generously. "I trust you've learned your lesson." "Oh, yes!" Isabella exclaimed. "However, I fear that it may be too late. Mama says I must be married away to a European prince as quickly as possible." Isabella's eyes filled with tears. "Oh, Viscount Beauchamp, I

