His Majesty's Marriage

correspondence, fitted together-and I’ve seen many things. I’ve seen that my grandfather wasn’t at all the way he seemed, cold and remote. He was a man with a warm heart, which he found hard to show, except to her. But I’ve seen something else. Lizzie, you must let me meet Bess. I know now that she virtually raised me.’

‘Whatever do you mean by that?’

‘I mean that she guided my grandfather in his dealings with me. He’d have got everything wrong if she hadn’t put him on the right path. I told you about the dog, the music lessons-it was her doing. But for her my life would have been so different, so much harder. She has been almost my mother, and I must thank her while there’s still time.’

‘She’s a very old woman,’ Lizzie said slowly. ‘She hardly knows what’s happening-’

‘All the more reason for you to take me to her, today. And there’s another reason-something I must tell her before anyone, even before you.’

His voice rang with sincerity but Lizzie was bruised from their last encounter. She searched his face, desperately seeking an answer.

‘Lizzie, you must trust me,’ he cried passionately. ‘I beg you to believe me this one time.’

‘Very well,’ she said slowly. ‘I’ll take you to see Bess.’

Bess had come through her heart attack weak but lucid. They found her lying propped up against some pillows. She smiled at the sight of Lizzie, but her smile turned to awe when she saw Daniel. Frail though she was, she instinctively reached out a hand to him, and Daniel took it at once.

‘You,’ she whispered. ‘You-’

Lizzie drew a quick, dismayed breath. ‘Bess-it’s not-’

‘No, my dear, it’s all right. I didn’t really think-well, perhaps for a moment.’

To Lizzie’s pleasure, Daniel sat beside the bed and spoke to Bess quite naturally. ‘I believe I look very like my grandfather.’

‘A little,’ she conceded. Then her eyes twinkled as she added, ‘Of course, he was much better looking. Just the same, I would have known you anywhere.’

‘We have been acquainted for a long time,’ Daniel said gently, ‘although I’ve only just found out. It was you who softened his heart-’

‘Oh, no,’ Bess said quickly. ‘He always had a great heart. But it was imprisoned. He used to say that I had set him free.’

‘Yes,’ Daniel said gravely. ‘That’s very easy for me to believe-now. Won’t you please tell me about him. How did you meet?’

‘It was fifty years ago. He came to London for the Queen’s coronation, and he went to the theatre one evening. The show was Dancing Time, starring Lizzie Boothe. She wasn’t Dame Elizabeth in those days, but she was at the height of her fame and beauty. After the performance he came backstage to meet the cast, and I was there too, lurking in the shadows to catch a glimpse of him. He noticed me and made someone bring me forward. My knees were knocking, I was so nervous. But he smiled at me, and suddenly I wasn’t afraid any more.’

There was a hint of mischief in Bess’s voice as she said, ‘After that I was weak at the knees for another reason. He invited himself to lunch next day, and of course he brought an aide, and the aide whispered in my ear that His Majesty would like to speak to me alone. And when I saw him he told me that he loved me. It was as simple as that.’

‘But what about the Dame?’ Lizzie asked.

‘She was our friend,’ Bess said at once. ‘She let us use her as “cover”. It was all right for people to believe he admired her, in a theatrical kind of way. He once said, “I don’t mind if people think I’m a glorified stage-door Johnny.’”

‘My grandfather said that?’ Daniel asked, startled.

‘Oh, yes. He had a very neat line in humour when he was in the mood.’

‘I never saw him in that mood,’ Daniel said regretfully.

‘He kept it for me,’ Bess sighed. ‘And for the Dame, too, because he was grateful to her for helping us.’

‘Didn’t she mind?’ Lizzie wanted to know.

‘Only at first. She had so many conquests, and of course she’d have liked to add his scalp to her belt, for the fun of it. But when she saw how things stood she was very kind. And of course he gave her jewels and flowers, so the world thought she had his scalp, and that was really all she asked. She once told me that the situation suited her very well. “All the kudos and none of the inconvenience,” was how she put it.’

‘What did she mean, “inconvenience”?’ Lizzie asked.

Bess paused before saying delicately, ‘Well, my dear, contrary to appearances, the Dame wasn’t a very sensual person. She liked to be admired from a distance. She used to say that frantic passion was all very well in its place, but it made such a mess of the hair. Alphonse was a very vigorous man, and I-well, let’s just say that I never cared about my hair.’

‘You’re making me blush,’ Daniel murmured.

‘Well, it won’t do you any harm,’ Bess retorted with spirit. ‘I wasn’t always a dried-up old stick. And I have a very good memory.’ She smiled, but she wasn’t looking at them. ‘Oh, yes, I remember everything. Everything he ever said to me-everything he did-every kiss-every whisper-’

Lizzie’s eyes blurred, for suddenly the years had fallen away from Bess and she was once more the little maid, living in the shadows, in her thirties, thinking she would never know love. But then the most glorious man in the world had come striding into her life, caring nothing for the others but only for her and the special something she had to offer.

‘He used to come over here incognito, whenever he could,’ she said. ‘Once we stole away and went to a fair. Nobody recognised him, and we went around all the stalls. He won this at the coconut shy, and gave it to me.’ She pointed to the cheap ring on her finger. ‘It was the only jewel I’d let him give me. He wanted to give me some of his family jewels. I couldn’t let him, of course-the scandal-so he made a financial settlement on me, so that I should never be in want.’

‘So that’s how you could afford this place,’ Lizzie said.

‘That’s right. Oh, if you could have seen his face when he told me about the money! He was so afraid that I’d be offended. Money might have meant that I was a certain kind of woman, you see.’

‘But a man expects to provide for his wife,’ Daniel said. ‘And in his heart you were his wife and Queen.’

‘That’s what he said. We used to talk of the day when I could come to Voltavia and live in a little cottage near him. But it was all a pipe dream. People would have known and looked down on me and, although I wouldn’t have minded, he would have minded for me. And besides, I couldn’t leave the Dame. She’d been good to me, and she was getting old and blind. He understood that my duty had to come first. He said it made him love me more.

‘I used to think that when she no longer needed me I might go out to him at last, and hang what people said. But then he had a stroke. They said it was savage and terrible, cutting him down in a moment, and all communication between us was cut off, so cruelly. He couldn’t write to me, and I didn’t dare write to him. It was as though he was dead. And yet I knew he was alive, longing for me.’

‘He always knew that you loved him,’ Daniel said. ‘I didn’t know anything of this at the time, but I’m certain of this.’

Bess smiled. ‘How like him you are. Now I can see it. You have his eyes and his loving heart.’ She laid a feeble hand on Lizzie’s. ‘You’re very lucky my dear. When the men of this family love, they really know how to love. It’s very exciting.’

Lizzie’s eyes met Daniel’s. ‘Yes, it is,’ she murmured.

Daniel took Bess’s hands between both his, and spoke very gently. ‘I had a special reason for coming to see you. I have a letter-his last letter-one that you never received.’

‘I don’t understand.’

‘He must have been in the middle of writing it and laid it aside because he wasn’t feeling well, and the stroke caught him before he could take it up again… At all events, it was found locked away with your letters to him. He never had the chance to finish it, and so you never received it.’

Lizzie stared at him. ‘I had no idea…’

‘It was the surprise I had for you before you left,’ he told her. ‘That was how much I’d come to trust you by then, but things went wrong for us.’ He took out a sheet of paper and carefully placed it in Bess’s hand. ‘After all