Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 229: what you’re looking at

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HER ROYAL LOVER. 221 CHAPTER XXXI. THE TWO OLD MAIDS. The day, so much desired by the young Princess Agusta, arrived at last. The sun, desiring to bring his offering also to the solemnity of this feze, had risen bright and radiant, and was copiously shedding his gold and purple rays upon the Thessalian capital. The sky was blue and clear; asmall black speck, very distant still, alone was staining the horizon. The whole city was in commotion, for in this poor little court, starched with etiquette, the marriage of the king’s eldest daughter, rendered more ostentatious still by the presence of the Empress of Hindostan and that of her august daughter, the Princess Corysande, was an event worthy of the annals of history. All the ladies of honor, the aides-de-camp, the masters and mistresses of the palace, were on foot. The royal ceremony was to take place at five o’clock in the evening, and all was to transpire with the greatest ostentation, like at the great Court of Babylon of which this little court was in every respect the ab- solute reflection. An imposing procession would be formed, and in order to present a spectacle to the guests, they would march like a long ribbon which unrolls itself and take a festive promenade through all the halls of the palace. Deprived of their mother at an early age, the royal and charming princesses had received from - their grandmother, the Empress of Hindostan, all the devotion and love of which death had bereaved Ecomichbooks.com