Sir Herbert Taylor paused slightly, not immediately rejecting, but his official tone, devoid of human touch, already conveyed everything.
"Your Highness, His Majesty the King did not specifically prohibit any particular person from accompanying. But according to my personal understanding, His Majesty's intention today is to have a private conversation with Princess Victoria without external interference. If you insist on sending Colonel Conroy to accompany, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it would only stir more misunderstanding."
The words were already quite tactful, but the warning within was very clear.
The Duchess of Kent finally stopped shaking the ivory fan in her hand, and the smile on her face gradually froze, replaced by a burning silence of anger.
She knew well that this was King William IV's deliberate humiliation, but she worried that if she refused, it might indeed summon William IV's presence to Kensington later.
Not allowing her to go along, nor Colonel Conroy...
Ha...
