AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I’m a distant niece of the Queen Mother, whom I’ve only met at official functions, though it’s true my father occasionally plays bridge with her when she stays at Glamis Castle.”
“And I told him you had tea with the Queen only last week.”
“Buck House or Windsor?” asked Virginia, joining in the game.
“Balmoral. So much more exclusive,” said Bofie as he grabbed another glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
Virginia pretended not to notice the guest of honor, who was surrounded by admirers, and wondered if they would have been hanging on his every word had he not been the twenty-eighth richest man in America.
Cyrus couldn’t have been an inch over five foot five, and sadly didn’t have Gary Cooper’s looks to compensate. He was wearing a red-and-white check jacket, blue jeans, a pale blue silk shirt and a leather bootlace tie. His Cuban heels made him almost the same height as Virginia. She wanted to giggle, but somehow managed to keep a straight face.
“Cyrus, may I introduce my dear friend, the Lady Virginia Fenwick?”
“Nice to meet you, my lady,” said Cyrus.
“Please call me Virginia, all my friends do.”
“Thank you, Ginny. You can call me Cyrus, everyone does.”
Virginia didn’t comment. Bofie clapped his hands, and once he had everyone’s attention, said, “I’m sure you’re all ready for a spot of lunch.”
“I sure am,” said Cyrus, who left the ladies standing. Virginia was both appalled and delighted to find herself sitting on the right-hand side of the honored guest.
“How long do you plan to be in England?” she ventured.
“Just a few weeks. I’m here for what you people call the season, so I’ll be going to Wimbledon, Henley and, most important, Royal Ascot. You see, I have a filly running in the King George VI and Queen Elizabeth Stakes.”
“Noble Conquest.”
“Well, I’ll be damned,” said Cyrus. “That’s impressive, Ginny.”
“Not really. I never miss Ascot, and your horse is already being talked about.”
“I’d invite you to be my guest,” said Cyrus, “but I guess you’ll be in the royal box.”
“Not every day,” said Virginia.
“I asked if you could sit next to me today,” confided Cyrus, as a plate of smoked salmon was placed in front of him, “because I’ve got a problem, and I have a feeling you’re the right person to solve it for me.”
“I will certainly do anything I can to help.”
“I don’t know how to get dressed, Ginny.” Virginia looked surprised, until he added, “And I’m told you have to wear a special outfit before you can enter the royal enclosure.”
“Top hat and tails,” said Virginia. “And if you’re lucky enough to have a winner, Her Majesty will present you with the cup.”
“That would be the greatest honor of my life. May I call her Liz?”
“Certainly not,” said Virginia firmly. “Even her family address her as ‘Your Majesty’.”
“Will I be expected to bow?”
“First things first,” said Virginia, warming to her task. “You’ll need to visit Gieves and Hawkes in Savile Row, who will be able to kit you out.”
“Kit me out?”
“Make sure that you’re appropriately attired.”
A waiter appeared by Cyrus’s side and refilled his glass with whisky, while another offered Virginia a glass of champagne.
