Sixty-four:
Cecelia Porter
The news about the letter was out. I wished that I could say that I was surprised by Henry’s reaction, but he seemed to not be at all nonplused by the whole thing. That made my warning bells go up. Marlowe had flown to another country for me when something had happened to another girl. He’d been actively suspicious of Victor from the start. I shouldn’t have been comparing them. I knew that doing that was futile.
But….
I also knew that Henry was a Tudor. They’re symbol was the rose. Delicate, lovely, but they had thorns. If you got too close, you could get pricked. That night, we were supposed to have an engagement party. I thought the Queen would cancel it with Marlowe missing, but it hadn’t even been forty-eight hours. She didn’t want to cause any al
