"Prologue: Windsor Castle: Friday, November 3, 1944
Death had come as gently as sleep to Victoria and Albert's last child, Princess Beatrice, ninth born and fifth daughter, had always been 'the baby' to her august mother but now her name recalled only the haziest of memories for most. The world she symbolized was buried beyond recall, first in Flanders mud, more lately in a Europe being laid waste a second time. Yet at her passing, a distinguished company of Beatrice's countrymen broke off from their urgent wartime duties to gather and to remember what this woman had once been to their kingdom."
And now, a little tease for you---
"Both parents were determined to give their kingdom a male heir, such production representing the most fundamental duty of a sovereign mother and consort father."
What are you reading?
3 comments:
Sounds like an intriguing book. Thanks for sharing...and for visiting my blog.
For some reason that intro does not grab me, but hope you enjoy it. Thanks for joining us this week.
I like that intro. I've always loved books that give me a closer look at the aristocracy of Britain. I'm glad you shared. Thanks for visiting my blog. I like yours as well.
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