“They are – thrilling!” Tilda said in a soft voice.
*
Driving back from the Cathedral the Archduke Ferdinand Holstein Mittlegratz sat back in the open carriage with a rattle of his sword and said,
“That poor sweet innocent child! I will murder young Maximilian with my own hands if he does not behave properly towards her!”
The Archduchess glanced at him with a half-smile on her lips.
“You know, Ferdinand,” she said, “I have a feeling that our Romeo Prince will no longer go a-roaming.”
“I don’t know why you should think that,” the Archduke growled. “He has chased every pretty woman from here to Finland for long enough! I will not have him upsetting that sweet, gentle little creature who is hardly out of the nursery and I am quite prepared to tell him so in no uncertain terms!”
“And if Maximilian does go on causing scandals, which I suspect were over-exaggerated anyway, what can you do about it?” the Archduchess asked.
“I will myself protect Victoria!” the Archduke replied with fervour.
His wife laughed.
“I am sure you will, Ferdinand, that is if you can get anywhere near her.”
“What do you mean by that?” the Archduke enquired.
“I mean,” his wife replied, “that, when we were in the Cathedra, I watched the sentimental manner in which you were yearning protectively over the bride and what I saw in your face was echoed in the eyes of nearly every man present.”
“Well, what about it?”
“I cannot help thinking,” the Archduchess went on, “that Maximilian will be far too busy looking after his wife in the future to have time for his own philandering.”
“Let us hope you are right,” the Archduke snorted.
“What is more,” the Archduchess continued, “I think little Victoria has more idea of how to look after herself than you give her credit for.”
“She is simple, unsophisticated, innocent of the world and nothing more than a baby!” the Archduke retorted.
He spoke quite ferociously and his wife with a side- glance at him replied meekly,
“I am sure you know best, Ferdinand!”
But at the same time her eyes were twinkling.
*
The fire had burnt low, but still gave enough light to show the outline of the great bed with its carved canopy of gold angels and its hangings of pink velvet, which made it appear like an over-blown rose.
There were two heads very close together on the pillows edged with lace and embroidered with the Royal crown.
Rudolph reached out to pull Tilda closer to him. She was soft and yielding as she said,
“Rudolph, I want to ask you – something.”
“What is it, my precious, my perfect little love?”
As he spoke, he gently swept her fair hair back from her forehead so that he could kiss it.
“I was just – wondering,” Tilda whispered, “when you will do the ‘unpleasant things’ Mama talked about.”
Rudolph drew her a little closer.
“I believe, my darling, your Mama was referring to what we have already done.”
Tilda gave a little exclamation and turned her face up to his.
“You think that Mama was talking about – making love?” she asked. “But it was wonderful – marvellous – the most perfect thing I could ever – imagine!”
“Do you mean that?” Rudolph asked in his deep voice.
“You know I mean it,” Tilda answered. “I did not know I could be so – happy or that I could feel so – wildly – excited.”
“Do I really excite you?”
“So very – very – much!”
“My darling, I worship you!”
“We – belong to each – other.”
“For ever!” Rudolph vowed.
“All I want is to be with you,” Tilda said, “and for you to – make love to me and – kiss me – all the time.”
“That is what I want too, but we shall also have some official duties.”
“I don’t mind as long as we do them together.”
“We will always be together, but you must be good, my sweet.”
“I will – very – very good!” Tilda promised him.
“It was not very good in the middle of the ceremony in the Cathedral to ask me if Mitzi was present,” Rudolph admonished her. “I am sure the Archbishop heard you.”
“I just wondered if you had invited her.”
“No, of course I did not!” Rudolph answered, “and you should not even have heard of someone like Mitzi.”
“You should be grateful to her,” Tilda answered. “It was when I saw you kissing her that I fell in love with you.”
“You saw me kissing Mitzi?” Rudolph asked in a tone of stupefaction, “but how could you have?”
“I was in the woods at the Linderhof,” Tilda answered.
“Good Lord!” he ejaculated. “Is there no end to your surprises, Tilda? How could I imagine that you would be in the woods?”
“I watched you and I wanted to know all about you,” Tilda answered. “I thought perhaps you were a young married couple.”
“Whatever you thought or did not think,” Rudolph said firmly, “you will please forget all about it. At the same time, my precious one, I am glad you fell in love with me!”
“I thought you were the most exciting and – the most handsome man I had ever seen!”
She paused then went on,
“Obernia is full of handsome men. That aide-de-camp, the taller one, looks like a Greek God!”
“I shall dismiss him tomorrow!” Rudolph declared, “and replace him with someone old and white-haired.”
Tilda gave a gurgle of laughter.
“I heard your uncle, the one with the white moustache, who is certainly old, say to someone,
‘She is the prettiest little filly I have seen in years! Far too good for that young jackanapes, Maximilian. I have a good mind to have a go at her myself!’”
“Tilda!”
Rudolph’s tone was shocked.
“That is my uncle Franz. He is a wicked old man and you are to have nothing to do with him, do you hear?”
“Your other uncle, the Archduke Karl, tickled the palm of my hand when he said goodbye.”
Rudolph pulled her roughly against him.
“Let me make one thing clear, Tilda, I shall be a very jealous husband. If I catch you so much as looking at another man, I shall either murder or banish him. And beat you!”
“I think that would be – exciting!” Tilda said, cuddling a little closer. “It – thrills me when you are – strong and – masterful!”
Rudolph turned over on his side and looked down at her.
The fire gave a last dying effort to burn more brightly and the flames revealed Tilda’s small flower-like face framed with her fair hair.
Her eyes were looking up at his and her lips were parted.
“You are so beautiful!” he said hoarsely, “so unbelievably beautiful. I adore you, but I have the feeling, my darling, that being married to you is going to be a worse torture than anything the Chinese ever devised.”
“I want to make you – happy,” Tilda whispered.
“And I want to make sure you belong to me,” Rudolph answered. “I want you to love me and be quite certain that no other man can matter to you.”
“I do love you!” Tilda said. “I did not know until now that the – world could hold so much – happiness and so much – love.”
“That is what I wish you to feel,” Rudolph said. “And I want you to want me as I want you, so that there can be no one else, now or ever!”
Tilda drew a deep breath.
“Make me – want you like – that,” she whispered. “Please make me – want you, Rudolph!”
His mouth took possession of hers.
He felt her body move against him and knew that her heart was beating as wildly as his.
Then he swept her into a special Heave
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Look Listen and Love
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The Unbreakable Spell
Never Laugh at Love
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The Chieftain Without a Heart
No Escape from Love
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Pure and Untouched
Secrets
Fire in the Blood
Love, Lies and Marriage
The Ghost who Fell in Love
Hungry for Love
The Wild Cry of Love
The Blue-eyed Witch
The Punishment of a Vixen
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For All Eternity
King in Love
A Marriage made in Heaven
Who can deny Love?
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Wish for Love
Dancing on a Rainbow
Gypsy Magic
Love in the Clouds
Count the Stars
White Lilac
Too Precious to Lose
The Devil Defeated
An Angel Runs Away
The Duchess Disappeared
The Pretty Horse-breakers
The Prisoner of Love
Ola and the Sea Wolf
The Castle made for Love
A Heart is Stolen
The Love Pirate
As Eagles Fly
The Magic of Love
Love Leaves at Midnight
A Witch’s Spell
Love Comes West
The Impetuous Duchess
A Tangled Web
Love lifts the Curse
Saved By A Saint
Love is Dangerous
The Poor Governess
The Peril and the Prince
A Very Unusual Wife
Say Yes Samantha
Punished with love
A Royal Rebuke
The Husband Hunters
Signpost To Love
Love Forbidden
Gift Of the Gods
The Outrageous Lady
The Slaves Of Love
The Disgraceful Duke
The Unwanted Wedding
Lord Ravenscar’s Revenge
From Hate to Love
A Very Naughty Angel
The Innocent Imposter
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Although she is often referred to as the ‘Queen of Romance’, Barbara Cartland also wrote several historical biographies, six autobiographies and numerous theatrical plays as well as books on life, love, health and cookery. Becoming one of Britain’s most popular media personalities and dressed in her trademark pink, Barbara spoke on radio and television about social and political issues, as well as making many public appearances.
In 1991 she became a Dame of the Order of the British Empire for her contribution to literature and her work for humanitarian and charitable causes.
Known for her glamour, style, and vitality Barbara Cartland became a legend in her own lifetime. Best remembered for her wonderful romantic novels and loved by millions of readers worldwide, her books remain treasured for their heroic heroes, plucky heroines and traditional values. But above all, it was Barbara Cartland’s overriding belief in the positive power of love to help, heal and improve the quality of life for everyone that made her truly unique.
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