As the doors of our bedroom open you see me sitting on our bed with papers sprawled out “hello darling” I say as I smile and look up “because of your darling daughter Catherine overtaking her husband Peter it has been increasingly challenging for me to find a husband for Angela..as the king of France turned down the marriage out of fear of being overthrown” I say as I sigh and look up at you “she is just like you, you are aware of that? Reckless, daring..but she is our little girl”