“Why?”
He smiled.
“Because, although at the moment this place is like Heaven, we cannot stay here for the rest of our lives.”
Even as he spoke, Tilda thought of Lady Crewkerne and the Professor waiting for her in Munich, of Prince Maximilian making preparations for their marriage, of the Queen in Windsor Castle thinking of her as an Ambassador for England.
She gave a little cry.
“Nothing matters but – you! They cannot make me marry – someone I do not – love.”
“You must free yourself from your engagement,” Rudolph demanded. “It will be hard for you, my darling, but you will have to be firm.”
“I will not – marry him!”
“I will not let you do so,” he answered, tightening his arms around her.
“Could we not just – run away together?” Tilda asked. Rudolph shook his head.
“You are under
