CHAPTER FIVELilliana stumbled from the room blind with tears. She pushed past her mother and Aunt Victoria and ran straight upstairs.
She locked her door and throwing herself onto the bed, she sobbed for hours.
‘What have I done?’ she repeated. ‘How can I tell Robert I am to marry another man?’
She turned her face away from his photograph and stared miserably across the red room.
Just before dinner there came a soft knocking on her door. At first she ignored it believing it to be Antoinette, but when it became more insistent, she decided she should answer it in case something else had happened.
She unlocked the door and opened it, expecting to see Elizabeth or her mother, but it was neither.
“Papa!” she shouted, flinging her arms around his neck. “It is you!”
This time tears of joy
