Chapter SevenWhen Vilma reached the house, she went straight off to her bedroom where Marie was waiting for her.
She did not ask her any questions and Vilma did not speak until the femme de chambre said ‘goodnight’.
“Bonsoir, Marie,” Vilma replied.
As the door closed behind Marie, she lay back against her pillows.
She was trying to understand what had happened in such an eventful day.
Yet she knew in her heart that, as far as she was concerned, it was the end of the world.
The shock of the Marquis saying that he could not marry her because, apart from the fact that he was committed to Princess Helgie, her blood in any case was not good enough, swept over her like a tidal wave.
How was it possible that he did not realise that, fathered as she was, she could not be the daughter of eve
