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The Sunday evening following the wedding we were all invited to a banquet given by the King. Given the Reformed faith's belief that to be joyous on the Sabbath was disrespectful, none of the Protestants accepted the King's invitation. Yet to decline the invitation was to insult the King himself. When I heard that they had planned to risk offending the King, I was horrified.
“You cannot just refuse to go,” I trailed after my husband as he stumbled around our bedchamber, looking for last minute items before he left. I shoved his hat and shoes into his hand, impatiently waiting for him to finish dressing himself.
“We have gone above and beyond in our willingness to be polite to the King and we have the right to attend our services. This debauchery is against our beliefs and we will not c
