CHAPTER SEVEN“Is it all right,” the Prime Minister asked, “for us to leave now?”
“I believe,” Prince Vladimir replied, “what really matters is that no one and I repeat no one, except ourselves, has the slightest idea of what has occurred in this room.
“I will see to everything that concerns the Palace and my future wife and we will then concentrate on the defence of the City.”
The Prime Minister nodded.
Finally after some whispered conversation amongst themselves, they opened the door and moved into another part of the Palace.
Tarena slipped her hand into Prince Vladimir’s.
“You were so right,” she sighed. “God has helped us when we least expected it.”
Vladimir smiled at her and then he realised that the last of the Cabinet had left the room.
The only man there besides himself was
