The Lord Chamberlain stared at her.
“I just don’t believe it.”
“Go and talk to the Prime Minister. Or better still allow Prince Vaslov to tell you just what he and my father think about the way this country has been mismanaged.
“You are on the verge of losing your independence and that, of course, must endanger both Opava and Cieszyn.”
“I think you are talking a lot of nonsense,” the Lord Chamberlain spat angrily. “If you are so frightened of the Prussians, you should go back to your own country where you will doubtless feel quite safe.”
He did not wait for Zoleka to reply, but stalked out of the room slamming the door behind him.
She gave a sigh.
Then she remembered the bill for the presents.
If the Lord Chamberlain refused to settle it, then Prince Vaslov, who was rich, would pro
