“Only those, Your Royal Highness, you arrived with and I think the Lord Chamberlain.”
Then Tarena asked her,
“Surely Prince Igor of Dubnik is now here in the Palace.”
“I don’t think so, Your Royal Highness.” “Then find out for me,” Tarena insisted as she sat down at the dressing table.
When she gazed at her face in the mirror, she could not help being aware that her eyes were shining and her lips were smiling.
She knew that the events of the afternoon had taken the Prime Minister and his Cabinet completely by surprise and yet according to Count Vladimir what had happened had been a great success.
She would respect his opinion rather than that of anyone else.
They had been so close on the Battleship and had spent so much time together.
She had sensed, although of course she had not
