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-Grace- We sat down to eat: my father, my future husband, Lord Edward, and his wife, Lady Mira. Will was also present but remained in the background, simply watching over me. For some reason, I was somewhat reassured by his presence. Should the old king attempt anything untoward, I hoped Will would intervene and protect me. There was no guarantee, of course. He hadn’t shown much concern about my marrying a man nearly thirty years older than me, but I still hoped he had enough sense of honor to prevent any mistreatment, even if it came from my future husband. I sat mostly in silence at the table while the men conversed. Lady Mira occasionally tried to engage me in conversation. We were seated directly across from each other. She seemed kind and recounted how nervous she had been before