Maid of Deception
SEPTEMBER 1559 WINDSOR CASTLE, ENGLAND
There would be no tears on my wedding day. I would not allow it.
As the music from the Queen’s own orchestra filled Saint George’s Chapel, a perfect blend of viol and harpsichord to complement my perfect union with Lord Percival Andrew William Cavanaugh, I clasped the clammy hands of my fellow Maid of Honor Sophia Dee and smiled into her large, worried eyes.