Bound by duty, she knew affection – but only with caesar did she discover love

MARCIA watched her grandson Matthew carefully as they toured the sumptuous interior of Moitlet Hall. To the other visitors, it no doubt seemed he was in awe of the opulent furnishings, wonderful artwo

DEB LUCKETT set out their last meal in London on a polished table, with plates and shining glasses. There was a baked pie wafting steam into the air. “A pity we cannot entertain your Mr Crago in bette

IT was a fine, windy day in September, and Rosalind Aston had an odd feeling that she was in love. The emotion was new, and she could not be sure, but she luxuriated in it as she walked towards the ha

And so it was that the fair Lady Joanna spurned her betrothed and fled from the castle in the dead of night, her faithful man-at-arms by her side. Off the lovers ran, into the depths of Howe Acre wood

I’m not sure what woke me up so early – excitement or the desperate need for a wee. These days, my alarm is my bladder. I pull on a loose, comfortable dress and shuffle down the corridor of our holida

LADY Annet fell silent beside Denzil Raymont on their way back from Pendennis Castle. A salt sea-breeze blowing about the cart made her draw her cloak tighter. They’d spoken to Sir John Arundell as sh