that unfortunate mishap,â Alesandra rushed out. She hurried to change the subject before the superior could get all riled up again. âI was very serious when I said I would like to become a nun. I believe I have the calling.â
âAlesandra, you arenât Catholic.â
âI would convert,â Alesandra fervently promised.
A long minute passed in silence. Then the mother superior leaned forward. The chair squeaked with her movement. âLook at me,â she commanded.
She waited until the princess had complied with her order before speaking again. âI believe I understand what this is really all about. Iâm going to give you a promise,â she said, her voice a soothing whisper. âIâll take good care of your motherâs grave. If anything should happen to me, then Sister Justina or Sister Rachael will tend to it. Your mother wonât be forgotten. Sheâll continue to be in our prayers every day. That is my promise to you.â
Alesandra burst into tears. âI cannot leave her.â
The mother superior stood up and hurried over to Alesandraâs side. She put her arm around her shoulders and patted her. âYou wonât be leaving her behind. She will always be in your heart. She would want you to get on with your life.â
Tears streamed down Alesandraâs face. She mopped them away with the backs of her hands. âI donât know the Duke of Williamshire, Mother. I only met him once and I barely recall what he looked like. What if I donât get along with him? What if he doesnât want me? I donât want to be a burden to anyone. Please let me stay here.â
âAlesandra, you seem determined to believe I have a choice in the matter and that simply isnât true. I too must obey your guardianâs request. Youâre going to do just fine in England. The Duke of Williamshire has six children of his own. One more isnât going to be a bother.â
âIâm not a child any longer,â Alesandra reminded the nun. âAnd my guardian is probably very old and weary by now.â
The mother superior smiled. âThe Duke of Williamshire was chosen and named guardian over you years ago by your father. He had good reason for naming the Englishman. Have faith in your fatherâs judgment.â
âYes, Mother.â
âYou can lead a happy life, Alesandra,â the mother superior continued. âAs long as you remember to use a little restraint. Think before you act. Thatâs the key. You have a sound mind. Use it.â
âThank you for saying so, Mother.â
âQuit acting so submissive. It isnât like you at all. I have one more bit of advice to offer you and I want your full attention. Do sit up straight. A princess does not slump.â
If she sat any straighter, she thought, her spine might snap. Alesandra thrust her shoulders back a bit more and knew sheâd satisfied the nun when she nodded.
âAs I was saying,â the mother superior continued. âIt never mattered here that you were a princess, but it will matter in England. Appearances must be kept up at all times. You simply cannot allow spontaneous actions to rule your life. Now tell me, Alesandra, what are the two words Iâve asked you again and again to take to heart?â
âDignity and decorum , Mother.â
âYes.â
âMay I come back here . . . if I find I donât like my new life?â
âYou will always be welcomed back here,â the mother superior promised. âGo now and help Sister Rachael with the packing. Youâll be leaving in the dead of night as a precautionary measure. Iâll wait in the chapel to say my good-bye.â
Alesandra stood up, made a quick curtsy, then left the room. The mother superior stood in the center of the small chamber and stared after her charge for a long while. She had believed it was a miracle the princess was leaving. The mother