He spoke seriously and Sola’s eyes widened as she asked,
“Why? What has happened?”
“His Royal Highness the Grand Duke and the Prime Minister wish you to join them.”
Sola rose from the sofa.
She knew by the tone of the Count’s voice that something important had happened and wondered what it could be.
It was impossible, she thought, for them to have guessed that she was not Zelie.
But she could think of no other reason why she should have been sent for in such a way.
She then hurried down the gold and crystal staircase.
The Count opened the door into a room that she had not been in before.
Her father was there and with him were the Prime Minister and the Foreign Secretary.
There was also a man, she thought vaguely, who had already been introduced to her as the Minister of Defence.
