Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 240: what you’re looking at

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232 HER ROYAL LOVER. cret recesses of thy heart and of thy senses, my cherished wife!” Love overflowed in him. His heart firahhad with enchanting thoughts; he whispered low, very low,’ and entreated his dear trembling one, to be very humble. She, intoxicated in turn by the sorcery which enveloped her, surrendered herself to her husband’s caresses. Without, the tempest still continued, and Monsieur de Brandt was growing uneasy and impatient. To grow impatient is something that courtiers do not generally permit themselves; but Monsieur de Brandt was very devoted. very much attached to his master; he trembled at the idea of the scandal which would result fromitif the king was found with this well-beloved woman. The time was pass- ing rapidly, at five o’clock the grand marriage cere- mony was tocommence. The Empress of Hindostan was such a personage that they dared not risk keep- ing her waiting. For this narrow mind the slight- est derogation from her prerogatives, the least in- fraction of the rules of etiquette, had been an offense which she would not have pardoned. Retired, in the apartments of the young Thessalian princesses, she was spending with the Princess Agusta the last hours of liberty which still remained to the young fiancee; a jealous mother to the last, she wished to have to herself alone this child who, however, was going to be nearer to her grandmother, Prince George of Pattenpouff having taken service in the navy of a country submissive to the powerful em- | press, and each hour of the young sailor’s absence would be for her a complete and entire possession of the treasure which she was to take back with her. The old autocratic woman had weighed her reasons m Gomicbooks, co