The King smiled.
“I have heard there are English aristocrats who feel that way, but I thought it was just a fairy story.”
“No, Sire, it is not and Uncle Edward is just like his father. Nothing to him is more important than one’s ancestry and that is why they do not consider me as anything but a blot on the family tree.”
The King smiled again.
“I am sure no one could think of you as a blot on anything. You are very beautiful, as you must be aware, and I do not like to see anyone in my household in tears, especially someone who looks as if she might just be a Goddess from Mount Olympus.”
Titania could not help giving a little laugh.
“Like your Majesty’s mother!” she exclaimed. “I have been told how very beautiful she was and that she was Greek.”
“I can only just remember her because I
