Chapter FiveTo her astonishment, Ileana saw waiting for them the Landau that her father used on state occasions.
It was an open carriage drawn by six perfectly matched white horses and the postilions accompanying it were dressed in the Royal uniform.
A troop of the King’s Cavalry was drawn up behind it and, as she and the General appeared the Officer-in-Charge saluted them.
In a voice that only the General could hear Ileana said beneath her breath,
“I suppose you ordered this in my name!”
“Of course!” he replied. “But the decorations were done by my people and I hope you appreciate them.”
Once again he was mocking her and, with her lips set in a hard line, she looked coldly at the flowers on the horses’ bridles, the wreaths around their necks and the back of the Landau, which was mas
