TSotF - The Princess's admirers

The Princess's admirers
'Naturally she has many. How to use this?'

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'They exchange theories, each more bizarre than the last...'
The trick was to find out what others thought without giving away too much myself. The Interpreter, when she was of a mood to be, was invaluable. It was she who directed me to a tall, garrulous Northman. The sun glinted from his white-blond hair as he watched the Princess walk across the courtyard, 'What does she see in that French fool?' he muttered. 'He is a fraud. We have heard of him, you know. The King of Denmark will not have him at his court ever again.' Belatedly, he realised who he was talking to. When a mirrored box was delivered to my rooms, I knew it was a plea for discretion.

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