“We will have tea in the drawing room.”
“Very good, my Lord.”
He went upstairs to wait for Zia to come from her bedroom.
*
There was so much that Zia wanted to see in The Castle when they arrived after stopping on the way for luncheon, but the Marquis insisted firmly that she was to rest.
They were to be married at five o’clock and he sent her to her bedroom until then.
She guessed that one of his reasons was that he wished to see that the Private Chapel was filled with flowers and later she found that she had not been mistaken.
It was a small but very beautiful Chapel that had been built at the same time as The Castle and very few alterations had been made to it over the years.
Only the Marquis, she thought, could have contrived that it was filled with Arum lilies and their sublim
