Silent Court (2014)
“Beyond the convent walls, the city of Delft settled down to sleep, the carts rolled to their starting places for the morning, the market stalls silent in the darkness. Candles were lit in the tall houses and the Night Watch prowled the streets, their boots clattering on the cobbles and their pikes heavy on their shoulders.
Charlotte of Bourbon-Montpensier sat by her husband’s bedside, as she had this past month, talking to him, stroking his forehead, now hot, now cold, patting his still hand. The doctors had told her that he would live and yet he looked so still, his eyes shut, his lips just slightly parted as though he might yet speak, although no sound ever emerged except an occasional shuddering sigh which nearly stopped her heart each time; the sighs sounded like the last breath of a dying man, and yet there was always one more breath. Only a pulse, which beat steadily in his neck, seemed to prove the doctors right, that he would recover, that he would live.
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