Nobody else had such a vast knowledge of the various reigning Sovereigns, Princes and Grand Dukes who were of the ‘Blood Royal’.
They waited patiently, no one making a sound.
Both the Prime Minister and the Earl were aware that George Smithson was mentally looking back over pages upon pages of Family Trees, which filled the shelves in his office to capacity.
Finally the Earl began to fidget.
He was thinking that Smithson would only confirm what he and the Prime Minister knew already, that it was really impossible for Great Britain to provide a bride for Arginos.
Then George Smithson said slowly,
“There is, Prime Minister, just the one young lady available who is connected with Her Majesty the Queen.”
The Earl sat upright.
“There is one? Who?”
“She is, my Lord,” George Smithson rep
