For the second half of it. Until I was 25, I lived with my family—- my mother, my younger sister Amalia, and my brother William— my father as well, though he passed a year before I went to England. Then there were the six months with Henry—- [She glances back at him, and makes a face, trying to keep her humor about her.]

I was permitted at court, after that, on occasion. So it wasn’t as if I were banished and sent away to a life of isolation—- but it was lonely. I was horribly homesick. But we must each make the best with what we have.