Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 275: what you’re looking at

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HER ROYAL LOVER. Qt Their dull, wan eyes seemed animated, indignation and commiseration were alternately glowing in them. Is it possible that one of them, descending from their race, blood of their blood, has been able to forfeit honor to such an extent? A traitor and perjurer to his oaths, they reject from their number, this king weak enough to suffer this young and beautiful woman to be driven away, at night. by mercenaries, as if she had been guilty of the crime of high-treason. As she was haughtily and proudly descending, the rays of the moon, hitherto vailed by thick clouds, suddenly penetrating through the large bay- windows, came like a silver nimbus, to rest upon the haughty brow of the Princess of Mineleko. Najeska Ivanowna had till now remained calm and imposing in her misfortune. Feeling directed upon her, glances, some indifferent, and others in- terested in her disgrace, she had held it an honor not to evince anything of the chagrin which was over- whelming her; moreover, a last hope supported her still. It seemed impossible to her that the king, a short time since at her feet, could permit her to de- part without coming, at the iast moment, smitten by remorse and love, rushing to meet her and make of his arms an impregnable rampart for her. Upon the puint of crossing for the last time this threshold that she had passed like a queen and that she was leaving like an outlaw, she cast, in spite of herself, a long and despairing look upon these inhospitable walls. But saw nothing!—nothing but the grand- mistress, her maid and some police officers who surrounded her. “Ig there a traveling rugin the carriage?” said Eomichbooks.com