Crowned And Dangerous (A Royal Spyness Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Having come to this conclusion, I went up to see what awful torture Queenie was putting my clothes through. I found she was sitting on my bed, mopping a very red face. “Blimey, miss,” she said. “I’m bushed. I had to drag all this stuff up these ruddy stairs.” “Did Hamilton not send the footman to help you?” “Yeah, but by the time he arrived I’d been up and down twice.” “Well, you’ll be pleased to know that it doesn’t all need to be unpacked,” I said. “We shall not be staying long. So maybe only a couple of day outfits and one dinner dress should suffice.” “So where are we off to this time?” she asked. “Somewhere nice and warm?” I hesitated. Where would I go when Binky and Fig set off for Nice? I could write to my mother to ask if I could stay with her. I could, indeed, go to the queen and see if she had any little job she’d like me to do. These had certainly proved interesting in the past. Then I remembered that the Dowager Duchess of Eynsford had told me I was always welcome at Kingsdowne.
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