CHAPTER TWOAs the carriage drove along the High Road, Vasila began,
“This is very thrilling for me. I have never been inside Windsor Castle.”
“Is it really true?” the Equerry beside her asked.
“I have seen it, of course, from the outside,” Vasila went on, “and it is very impressive. I have always longed to see the maze of passages that one book told me people get lost in.”
The Equerries both laughed.
“That is so true, ma’am,” the elder one said. “One night a distinguished guest from abroad could not find his bedroom and so he slept on one of the sofas downstairs.”
“That must have been very uncomfortable for him,” Vasila remarked.
“The housemaids were horrified when they found him,” the Equerry sitting beside her went on. “In fact they thought that he must have had too much to dr
