The Prince smiled at my accolade, retrieving a biscuit from the tray beside him and bringing it to his mouth. I took another sip of tea while I waited for him to speak again, still pondering the real reason he had sent for me. After swallowing a mouthful of biscuit, the Prince said, “I would also make the assumption, my lady, that you have ultimately found peace in your heart, even though you entered this era twenty years too early, by your estimation.” His eyes watched me sagaciously, his expression suggesting many possible meanings to his words.
I caught his intense look, and it unnerved me as my mind worked to reason out the purpose of his question. The servants had left us in peace, so perhaps he was about to bring up our “business.” I nodded at him cautiously, taking another sip of t
