ladies to retire and Brianna left also.
She went upstairs to her motherâs chamber, eager to get answers to some of the things sheâd heard today that puzzled her. She watched as her mother removed her emeralds and locked them safely in her jewel casket.
âI always assumed I was born in this castle, as was Guy Thomas. Why was I born at Windrush?â
Jory, caught off guard by her daughterâs question, gave her a half-truth. âYour father and I had a quarrel.â Her green eyes sparkled with amusement. âI withdrew to my own castle of Windrush to bring him to heel.â
Brianna laughed merrily at the absurd suggestion that her father could ever be brought to heel, but she knew her mother was an enchantress, and wanted to be exactly like her.
Jory picked up her brush. âAny more questions?â
âYes.â Briannaâs admiring glance lingered on her motherâs beautiful silver-gilt hair. âWhat is a pederast?â
Joryâs eyes widened. âCome and sit down and Iâll brush your hair. You were listening today when your father and I were talking to Roger.â
Brianna sat down at the dressing table before the mirror. âOf course I was listening.â
âIt refers to a man who loves males rather than females.â
âKing Edward loves males? What about Queen Isabelle?â
Jory sighed. âItâs a long story, infinitely sad and disturbing, but I suppose you are old enough to hear it.â
Brianna watched in the mirror as her mother applied long soothing brushstrokes to her red-gold hair.
âWhen Edward married Isabelle and brought her from France, she was only thirteen years old. They had separate households at Windsor until she was old enough for the marriage to be consummated, and I was chosen as one of her ladies. Young Isabelle was madly in love with Edward and thought him a golden god. He hardly noticed her. He had eyes for only his favorite, Piers Gaveston, who had been placed in the princeâs household when he was a boy. When King Edward learned of the immoral relationship between his son and Gaveston he banished him. But the moment the old king died, Edward brought Gaveston back to court.â
âWhen I was a little girl, I remember that Edward and Gaveston were always together. No wonder Queen Isabelle detested him.â
âWe all hated Gaveston. He manipulated Edward like a puppet on a string. He was greedy and grasping and had a sycophantic entourage of Gascon relatives and friends who bled the king dry. He paraded about in the Crown Jewels, and Edward even gave him the jewels that Isabelle received as wedding presents.â
âEdward actually fell in love with Gaveston?â Brianna asked.
âFor Edward it was more than love at first sight, it was complete surrender. He showered him with gifts and lands and titles, and Gaveston turned the king against the barons.â
âWhen did Isabelle learn that Edward loved Gaveston?â
âWhen she walked in on them and found them in bed together. Her naive innocence was stripped away in an instant. She was devastated and wrote to her father. The King of France contacted Thomas, Earl of Lancaster. Since Thomas was Englandâs high steward and the second greatest power in the land, King Philip charged him to become the queenâs champion and rid Edward of his lover.â
âWhat happened?â Brianna hung on to every word.
âParliament banished Gaveston, more than once, but each time Edward brought him back again. The last straw for me came after my dearest friend, Princess Joanna, died. The king immediately married his sisterâs daughter, young Margaret, to his lover so that he would get all the lands and castles that her father, Gilbert de Clare, had left her.â
âI can remember how upset you were. I thought it was because Joanna had died, but now I see that it was more.â
âMargaret was like my own daughter.