“That is what Her Grace wishes,” he said. “And who are we mere mortals to question her commands?”
He smiled at Sheena as he spoke and then suddenly she took courage. Let the spy above listen if he wanted to, she thought.
This was her opportunity and she must take it.
“I wonder, Sire, if I might say something to you?” she began and in as low a voice as she dared.
“What is it?” the King asked a little testily.
“Before I left Scotland, Your Majesty,” Sheena carried on quickly, afraid that he would prevent her saying it, “my father told me that Mary, Queen of England, was in ill health. She is not expected to live long. Should she die, they believe that the English will attempt to place her sister, Elizabeth, on the Throne.”
“She has no right to it,” the King said gruffly. “No right at a
