“I was becoming quite frightened in case I made mistakes and got into – trouble.”
“If you are ever in any trouble, Your Royal Highness, any Luthenian from the King to his lowliest subject would forgive you,” the Count said with an unmistakable expression of admiration in his eyes.
“I hope you are right,” Xenia said doubtfully.
“I will do everything in my power to remind you of what is expected,” the Count said, “but the Luthenians who met you in your own country reported that you were so assured, so polished in everything you said and did, that you might be ten years older than you really are.”
Xenia felt her heart give a frightened leap.
The Luthenians and especially their King would not find her at all polished or experienced! She could only pray fervently that by some miracle she w
