chapter fourThere was no sign of Rudolf when Zorina left Windsor Castle the next morning with her mother.
The Princess was obviously excited over the thought of Zorina’s trousseau and could talk of little else.
She had already arranged through one of the Ladies-in-Waiting that the best dressmakers that were patronised by the Queen should come to Hampton Court for their orders.
“We must also go to Bond Street,” the Princess told her, “and at long last, dearest, I will see you elegantly dressed as I have always longed for you to be.”
Zorina wished that she could feel in some way even a little bit enthusiastic about the prospect.
But all she could think of was the pain in Rudolf’s voice before she had left him last night and of the hopelessness of her future.
She was certain that he was
