CHAPTER THREE
The butler knocked on the King’s bedroom door.
“Come in,” he called.
“Father Jozsef, Your Majesty.”
The King pushed himself a little higher up in bed.
“I was much looking forward to seeing you, Father Jozsef,” he greeted him.
They shook hands and Father Jozsef sat down on a chair beside the bed.
“How is Your Majesty?”
“Feeling better because I am delighted to see you. My daughter is telling me that your garden is even better this year and that is saying a great deal!”
Father Jozsef laughed.
“Her Royal Highness is right. I work very hard on it and I know if you come to see it, Your Majesty will be impressed.”
“That is something I intend to do as soon as I can.”
There was a short silence then Father Jozsef said,
“I have something to tell Your Majesty.”
The King lo
