Chapters (36)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
“I’ll show you the oubliette,” I said and led Dragomir through the halls until we reached the right spot. I was just searching for the door in the paneled wall when I heard the sound of feet behind me. I turned to see two of Patrascue’s men bearing down on me.
“Please to come with us,” one said in atrocious French. He grabbed my arm.
“Wait,” I said trying to shake myself free. “Where are you taking me? We must save my friend first.”
But another man grabbed my other arm and I was swept along the corridor at a great pace.
“Wait a minute. Slow down and listen to me,” I shouted but to no avail. The third man went ahead and flung open a door. I was borne inside and came upon a tableau. The king of Romania and Siegfried were sitting in high-backed chairs on one side of the fireplace. The king of Bulgaria, Nicholas and Anton sat on the other. In front of them stood Darcy, his arms being held by two policemen. And beside him stood Patrascue.
Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Bran Castle
Saturday, November 19
As I was thrust into the room, the tableau moved and they all turned to stare at me in horror.
“What is the meaning of this?” the king demanded, rising to his feet. “My dear, what has happened to you?”
“She was obviously attempting to flee and she was caught by my men,” Patrascue said before I could answer. “Now we have apprehended both the suspects. The case is complete. You can proceed with your wedding with confidence and serenity.”
“What are you talking about?” I demanded.
Darcy gave me a long look that warned me not to say too much. “This idiot has told Their Majesties that Pirin was poisoned, and what’s more, he has got it into his head that you and I were paid to come and carry out the murder.”
“It is too obvious for someone of my experience and talent,” Patrascue said. “Mr. O’Mara thought he would cleverly pretend to drive away with the body before I had a chance to examine it. I expect he has tried to hide the evidence. And Lady Georgiana denies that she hid the vial of poison in the trunk in her room. But they cannot fool Patrascue. I ask myself, why are they really here? Why should she come to this wedding instead of a member of the British royal family?”
“I am a member,” I said. “The king is my cousin.”
“But why send a mere cousin to represent the English people, when the king could send one of his own children?”