“What is more important,” Sola said, “is that the people should love you. You must smile at them, Zelie, and be very kind to the Deputations who will bring you their troubles and their problems.”
“If they are anything like the whining crowd that comes here,” Zelie said, “the King can cope with them on his own. I am going to enjoy myself and I shall make it quite sure that my Palace is the gayest and most exciting on the whole Continent of Europe.”
Sola sighed.
From what she had learned from the Professor, it did not sound as if Arramia was at all modern and certainly not in any way like Paris or Vienna.
But she knew that it would be a mistake to say so to Zelie and promote a fierce reaction.
She merely went on trying to make her speak in Arramian.
Zelie, however, was not in the least
