Murder At Whitehall (2015)
“This letter has just arrived for you.”
The page boy knocked at Kate’s door just as she was preparing to return to the queen’s chamber after the night’s supper. Elizabeth liked to hear soothing music as she made ready to retire, but Kate’s own small room, tucked up at the highest level of the palace, was so far from the royal apartments that it was a journey to get there. She felt fortunate to even have her own room, when so many courtiers had to share or even find lodgings away from court, but more than once she had become rather lost.
Even though she was late, she opened the door eagerly. A letter! Who could it be from? She thought of how she had remembered Rob and Anthony while talking to Lady Catherine, how that lady’s words of romance and passion had brought them both too vividly to mind, but she pushed them both away now. There was no time for such silly thoughts!
But she was still very curious.
The boy in the queen’s green-and-white livery handed her a thickly fo...lded missive, and she saw at once it was no love poem—but no less welcome.MoreLess
The page boy knocked at Kate’s door just as she was preparing to return to the queen’s chamber after the night’s supper. Elizabeth liked to hear soothing music as she made ready to retire, but Kate’s own small room, tucked up at the highest level of the palace, was so far from the royal apartments that it was a journey to get there. She felt fortunate to even have her own room, when so many courtiers had to share or even find lodgings away from court, but more than once she had become rather lost.
Even though she was late, she opened the door eagerly. A letter! Who could it be from? She thought of how she had remembered Rob and Anthony while talking to Lady Catherine, how that lady’s words of romance and passion had brought them both too vividly to mind, but she pushed them both away now. There was no time for such silly thoughts!
But she was still very curious.
The boy in the queen’s green-and-white livery handed her a thickly fo...lded missive, and she saw at once it was no love poem—but no less welcome.MoreLess
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