CHAPTER FOURIvan was in high good humour as he returned to the Rusitanian Embassy.
“I rather think I may have found my Princess,” he confided to Yuri, as he changed from his formal suit and slipped into his silk dressing gown before sitting down to enjoy a cup of tea and cucumber sandwiches.
That evening he would again have to don military uniform for yet another diplomatic Reception.
Yuri did not appear very interested as he inspected the Prince’s suit before putting it away.
“You should see her,” he continued, relaxing into the comfortable chair. “The most astonishing eyes. Quite, quite lovely.”
He sipped his tea thoughtfully for a moment.
“I shall court her in the established manner. I shall talk to Algy Montmorency, you will recall the Honourable Algernon, Yuri? He visited us whi
