Chapter 5

"I am Isabel Grant. Greetings, Your Majesty," she said, bowing to each of us with practiced grace.

Henry sat upon the throne, his face betraying nothing, yet I knew he was far from pleased.

Edward's brows twitched almost imperceptibly when he saw her, but he quickly replaced it with a gentle, courteous smile.

Isabel was a girl from my family, exceptional in every respect, and her eyes and brows faintly resembled mine.

Victoria went on, "Your Majesty, Lady Juliana and I have talked this over for quite some time, and we both agree that Isabel is the perfect choice.

"She…