The Winter Crown
“Furry bees burrowed among the roses and lavender, collecting bulging trousers of golden pollen. Isabel sat with Alienor in the castle’s pleasance while the children played around them. Isabel’s eldest daughter and namesake, Belle, had just turned four years old, a beautiful little girl, her hair dark like Isabel’s but rippled with amber lights. She and Alie were deeply absorbed in a game with their dolls.
Under the eye of their nurses, Belle’s younger brother Will and his cousin John were build...ing a tower from wooden blocks. Isabel’s new baby, another girl, christened Adela for her grandmother, slept in her cradle in the shade of a fig tree, watched over by a nurse. She had arrived a fortnight early and Alienor had not been present for the birth, but had ridden into Colombiers to find her new niece already thriving in the world.
‘I am sorry Hamelin will not see her for a while yet,’ Isabel said, ‘and he will be sorry too, because he dotes on the children. I have never seen such a fond father.’ Alienor raised her eyebrows.MoreLess
Under the eye of their nurses, Belle’s younger brother Will and his cousin John were build...ing a tower from wooden blocks. Isabel’s new baby, another girl, christened Adela for her grandmother, slept in her cradle in the shade of a fig tree, watched over by a nurse. She had arrived a fortnight early and Alienor had not been present for the birth, but had ridden into Colombiers to find her new niece already thriving in the world.
‘I am sorry Hamelin will not see her for a while yet,’ Isabel said, ‘and he will be sorry too, because he dotes on the children. I have never seen such a fond father.’ Alienor raised her eyebrows.MoreLess
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