The Prince of the Captivity: The Epilogue to a RomanceGrier, Sydney C.
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The Prince of the Captivity: The Epilogue to a Romance
Grier, Sydney C.
Kings and rulers -- Fiction; Political fiction
Michael wished to arm the vessel and change her status to that of a
warship, thus doubling the numerical strength of the Thracian navy at
one stroke; but Félicia not only refused her assent to the change,
but persisted in continuing to sail the ship under the Stars and
Stripes, and retaining her American crew. King Michael saw Maimie’s
hand in this, and lacking the wisdom which would have led him to wait
for the moment when the crew would begin to grumble at serving so far
from home, argued the matter with Félicia on every possible occasion.
His only hope of success lay in winning her over to his side, for her
marriage-contract secured to her the absolute control of the vessel,
but he could not bring himself to let the subject drop, and begin
again when she had forgiven his persistence, and things were thus ripe
for a quarrel between the two.
As for Félicia, she had obtained her ambition, and it wholly failed
to satisfy her. Considered as the capital of a Balkan state,
Bellaviste was wonderfully advanced, but to her it seemed dull, behind
the times, and above all, provincial. The Thracians, who had so
sturdily resisted Queen Ernestine’s efforts to Europeanise them, were
not more ready to succumb to the fascinations of Queen Félicia, even
when these were backed by the prestige of her wealth, and she was
beginning to see that her intention of gathering a gay society around
her was not likely to become a reality. People who were accustomed to
Lutetia and Vindobona might pay a flying visit to this far corner of
Europe if a series of special festivities was in progress, but they
would not make a long stay, and most emphatically they would never
regard Bellaviste seriously as a spot which must be visited once a
year. Thus disillusioned, Félicia found herself suddenly face to face
with the fact that by her own action, or inaction, long ago she had
thrown away the chance of reigning as the supreme arbitress of taste
and fashion in the city which to her, as to all good Americans, was
the actual centre of the world. Instead of setting the fashions, all
she could now do was to be allowed, by the special favour of the great
_couturiers_ she patronised, to follow them at secondhand, and her
taste could only be imposed upon the small and often recalcitrant
circle of Thracian officialdom, instead of upon an admiring world.
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