Do you not think that God will protect us?”
“No,” he said flatly. “My experience is that He rarely attends to the obvious.
When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.
He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.
I have given my word that only death will take me from you.
Stars in the night,' he said. 'Something something something something, some delight
I am, at this moment, what I have always been to him: an object of beauty. He has never loved me as a woman.
When he told me that he would fight forever, I knew that he would have to be defeated.
The king is a saint and cannot rule, and his son is a devil and should not.