“That gawky girl just ruined my father’s plans!” shouted Mary Tudor, banging on the dresser drawer.
Meanwhile, Helmuth was allowed to enter the castle, but no one else besides him.
“We must do something, then.” said Helmuth, “I am just seething with rage!”
“I want so much to get rid of that Elizabeth girl! She just does not know that she is getting married to someone else, and yet, she plans to have an affair with a boy that is from a far away land!”
“What shall we do?”
Mary gave a smirk.
“I know…we’ll poison her…with the horsetail liquid.”
Meanwhile, the Seven Nobles were in the secret bunker of the Tower of London.
Damian was admiring his bandages on his hands, and feeling the one on his waist. The rest of the boys went to visit him. But they were in shock to see him still alive.
“But how are you alive, when you were taken away to Execution?”
Damian smiled and then said, “Friends! Worry not about my whereabouts and my dreadful near- execution. For someone that lies in my heart hath saved me from Hell’s burning fire. She is a true friend to all mankind! I wish for her to be the finest ruler of England!”
When all of the boys heard of these words, they rejoiced for his love. But in the evening, there was the betrothal party for Yingtai and Phillip of Spain.
It was at the hour of Nine in the evening. Damian and the whole Counseling Court had attended.
And then, it was while they were enjoying their nice company, when they saw how Tamaki was ill-treated by higher ranked maids.
Damian then stood up for him and said, “Fair servant of this palace, please, attack not this noble gentleman! For bears true kindness and natural beauty. He is a sweet and sensitive young man.”
He then took him by the hand and led him away.
“You must join our Court!” he said cheerfully, “It would be an honor if you did!”
Tamaki jumped for joy!
And then he said, “I must alert my dear sister about this!”
Jadeus smiled.
“You do the kindest things for other people.” he said.
“But I am a noble, I like to help others.”
“But what Jadeus meant was that you are so generous and want people to be more involved in Courts like ours!” said Sallé, sniffling, “And you did just that.”
He then sobbed in Bayard’s arms.
Pan had then given off a snicker, “Is he always this way?”
“Sometimes,” said Bayard, “He is quite sentimental, alike Tamaki.”