There were also a number of sinister-looking men staring at them in the same glum dissatisfied way that they had the day before.
The Cavalry with their plumed helmets looked very dashing and Xenia was sure that the cheers were more for them than they were for her and the King.
Today they were not alone in the carriage and Madame Gyula as her Lady-in-Waiting, and Count Gáspar as aide-de-camp to the King, sat facing them.
The flower-blossoming trees, the sunshine on the mountains and the colourful skirts of the women in the streets made Xenia feel once again as if she was moving in a Fairy tale.
“When all the formalities are over,” she said to the King, “I do hope that I shall have a chance to see the City and also drive out into the countryside.”
“I doubt if there will be enough time b
