ALTHOUGH THE WIND blew from the northeast, whipping the cold waters of the Thames, bending the rushes and long grasses on the banks and throwing itself, as though in anger, against the Palace walls, the barges continued to arrive, and great personages alighted at the privy steps.
The young girl kneeling in a window seat watched them with satisfaction.
ALSO BY JEAN PLAIDY
From Three Rivers Press
THE WIVES OF HENRY VIII
The Lady in the Tower
The Rose Without a Thorn
THE TUDOR PRINCESSES
The Thistle and the Rose
THE TUDOR QUEENS
Victoria Victorious
In the Shadow of the Crown
Queen of This Realm
The Royal Road to Fotheringhay
Here Lies Our Sovereign Lord
A Health unto His Majesty
THE NORMAN TRILOGY
