“It is true,” Reist admitted, “but the King knows nothing of the history of the cup. His offer was one of gallantry—no more. They were children together.”
The general chuckled.
“Marie is a beautiful girl,” he said. “There is none like her in Theos. Eh, but if I were young again.”
He went off smiling to himself.
Reist was touched on the arm by Brand.
“May I speak to you for a moment, Duke?”
“By all means.”
“There is still one of the foreign Ministers absent besides Domiloff.”
Reist nodded.
“Effenden Pascha. There is yet time, however.”