CHAPTER FIVEVanda was having breakfast waited on by her two Bedouin Ladies-in-Waiting.
She was not quite certain how the timetable for today would be organised so she asked one of them to find out.
She had slept well and when she climbed out of bed, she put on one of the pretty nightgowns she had made herself.
Her dressing gown had belonged to her mother. It was really more of a negligee, made of blue satin trimmed with rows of lace and it fastened at the neck with a little bow of velvet in the same colour with velvet bows all down the front.
Vanda had not yet arranged her hair and it was falling in cascades over her shoulders.
The Lady-in-Waiting reappeared accompanied by the Earl much to Vanda’s surprise.
He made his Royal obeisance at the door which Vanda acknowledged seated on a
