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  RULED BY LOVE

  BARBARA CARTLAND

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  Copyright © 2009 by Cartland Promotions

  First published on the internet in April 2009 by Barbaracartland.com

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  RULED BY LOVE

  Another aide-de-camp, even older than the one who originally escorted them into the Palace, announced,

  “His Royal Highness is ready to receive his guests.”

  Zoleka walked towards the door.

  They had to cross a passage and into another room where Prince Majmir was waiting.

  She was not sure what to expect, but as the door opened she was surprised to see a rather decrepit man in the centre of the room waiting to receive them.

  His evening clothes did not seem to fit him and his hair, which was slightly grey, was unkempt.

  Even before she reached him, Zoleka’s instinct told her there was something very wrong.

  However, she swept dutifully to the floor into a low curtsy and Prince Majmir bowed to her in return.

  “Welcome to Krnov. I very much hope Your Royal Highness will enjoy being here with us.”

  “I am certain I shall. It is exceedingly gracious of Your Royal Highness to invite me to your Palace and I am delighted to be your guest.”

  THE BARBARA CARTLAND PINK COLLECTION

  Barbara Cartland was the most prolific bestselling author in the history of the world. She was frequently in the Guinness Book of Records for writing more books in a year than any other living author. In fact her most amazing literary feat was when her publishers asked for more Barbara Cartland romances, she doubled her output from 10 books a year to over 20 books a year, when she was 77.

  She went on writing continuously at this rate for 20 years and wrote her last book at the age of 97, thus completing 400 books between the ages of 77 and 97.

  Her publishers finally could not keep up with this phenomenal output, so at her death she left 160 unpublished manuscripts, something again that no other author has ever achieved.

  Now the exciting news is that these 160 original unpublished Barbara Cartland books are ready for publication and they will be published by Barbaracartland.com exclusively on the internet, as the web is the best possible way to reach so many Barbara Cartland readers around the world.

  The 160 books will be published monthly and will be numbered in sequence.

  The series is called the Pink Collection as a tribute to Barbara Cartland whose favourite colour was pink and it became very much her trademark over the years.

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  Titles in this series

  These titles are currently available for download. For more information please see the Where to buy page at the end of this book.

  1. The Cross Of Love

  2. Love In The Highlands

  3. Love Finds The Way

  4. The Castle Of Love

  5. Love Is Triumphant

  6. Stars In The Sky

  7. The Ship Of Love

  8. A Dangerous Disguise

  9. Love Became Theirs

  10. Love Drives In

  11. Sailing To Love

  12. The Star Of Love

  13. Music Is The Soul Of Love

  14. Love In The East

  15. Theirs To Eternity

  16. A Paradise On Earth

  17. Love Wins In Berlin

  18. In Search Of Love

  19. Love Rescues Rosanna

  20. A Heart In Heaven

  21. The House Of Happiness

  22. Royalty Defeated By Love

  23. The White Witch

  24. They Sought Love

  25. Love Is The Reason For Living

  26. They Found Their Way To Heaven

  27. Learning To Love

  28. Journey To Happiness

  29. A Kiss In The Desert

  30. The Heart Of Love

  31. The Richness Of Love

  32. For Ever And Ever

  33. An Unexpected Love

  34. Saved By An Angel

  35. Touching The Stars

  36. Seeking Love

  37. Journey To Love

  38. The Importance Of Love

  39. Love By The Lake

  40. A Dream Come True

  41. The King Without A Heart

  42. The Waters Of Love

  43. Danger To The Duke

  44. A Perfect Way To Heaven

  45. Follow Your Heart

  46. In Hiding

  47. Rivals For Love

  48. A Kiss From The Heart

  49. Lovers In London

  50. This Way To Heaven

  51. A Princess Prays

  52. Mine For Ever

  53. The Earl’s Revenge

  54. Love At The Tower

  55. Ruled By Love

  THE LATE DAME BARBARA CARTLAND

  Barbara Cartland, who sadly died in May 2000 at the grand age of ninety eight, remains one of the world’s most famous romantic novelists. With worldwide sales of over one billion, her outstanding 723 books have been translated into thirty six different languages, to be enjoyed by readers of romance globally.

  Writing her first book ‘Jigsaw’ at the age of 21, Barbara became an immediate bestseller. Building upon this initial success, she wrote continuously throughout her life, producing bestsellers for an astonishing 76 years. In addition to Barbara Cartland’s legion of fans in the UK and across Europe, her books have always been immensely popular in the USA. In 1976 she achieved the unprecedented feat of having books at numbers 1 & 2 in the prestigious B. Dalton Bookseller bestsellers list.

  Although she is often referred to as the ‘Queen of Romance’, Barbara Cartland also wrote several historical biographies, six autobiographies and numerous theatrical plays as well as books on life, love, health and cookery. Becoming one of Britain's most popular media personalities and dressed in her trademark pink, Barbara spoke on radio and television about social and political issues, as well as making many public appearances.

  In 1991 she became a Dame of the Order of the British Empire for her contribution to literature and her work for humanitarian and charitable causes.

  Known for her glamour, style, and vitality Barbara Cartland became a legend in her own lifetime. Best remembered for her wonderful romantic novels and loved by millions of readers worldwide, her books remain treasured for their heroic heroes, plucky heroines and traditional values. But above all, it was Barbara Cartland’s overriding belief in the positive power of love to help, heal and improve the quality of life for everyone that made her trul
y unique.

  “‘I love you’ are the easiest words to say in any language, but in reality they are the hardest words to really mean from the heart.”

  Barbara Cartland

  CHAPTER ONE

  1820

  Princess Zoleka of Opava dismounted, thanked her groom for his attendance and walked into the Palace.

  An aide-de-camp came towards her and she asked,

  “Where is His Royal Highness?”

  “In the library, Your Royal Highness,” he replied.

  She ran speedily through the corridors of the vast Royal Palace to the library, where she knew that her father would be concentrating on the book he was writing.

  It was a History of Silesia, which would undoubtedly take him a long time.

  When she opened the door, he looked up and smiled.

  “You are back, Zoleka, I see.”

  “I am back, Papa, and the new stallion is splendid. He gallops very much faster than all the others, so you and I must have a race one day!”

  Prince Lászlé smiled at his beautiful daughter.

  “I will try and manage it tomorrow, if I am not too busy.”

  He rose from the writing desk as he spoke and walked across the room.

  “I want to talk to you, Zoleka.”

  The tone of his voice was so serious she looked at him in surprise.

  As always she was struck with pride. He was a very handsome man and although his hair was now touched with grey, he still had an active and athletic body.

  His daughter recognised that his healthy physique owed much to the fact that he was a magnificent rider, spending hours in the saddle or schooling his ponies outside in their magnificent paddocks.

  Prince Lászlé stood in front of the fireplace which, as it was high summer, was filled with fragrant flowers, while Zoleka sat down on the sofa and waited.

  She knew only too well that when her father took up this particular position, he had something serious to say.

  When he did not speak, she asked encouragingly,

  “What is it, Papa?”

  “It is something I am afraid you will not like, but it is something you may have to do.”

  “Have to do?” echoed Zoleka, wondering what it could possibly be.

  “There arrived this morning,” her father continued, “a messenger from the Prime Minister of Krnov.”

  “From Krnov!” exclaimed Zoleka. “Whatever did he want?”

  “He wants you to travel to Krnov to take up the position of Lady-in-Waiting to Princess Udele.”

  “Lady-in-Waiting! I hope you said ‘no’,” she exclaimed, outraged.

  “As a matter of fact, I asked for time to discuss it with you, because I don’t really think that ‘no’ is the right answer at this particular time.”

  “But, Papa, of course I don’t want to go away from you and live in Krnov. Why should I? And I believe you would miss me,” she added knowing that this would appeal to his fatherly nature.

  “Of course I would miss you,” her father answered. “My instinct was the same as yours, to say ‘no’ at once.”

  “Why did you not do so, Papa?”

  “When I talked to the envoy who had been sent by the Prime Minister, I realised that the situation in Krnov is rather more serious than I had previously thought.”

  “What situation and what is serious?”

  “You should know as well as I do, my dear Zoleka, that Opava, Krnov and Cieszyn are all that is left of what was once a free Silesia.”

  Zoleka was well aware of this situation.

  She had been told often how under the Treaty of Berlin in 1742, Queen Maria Theresa of Austria had been forced to cede Upper and Lower Silesia to King Frederick II of Prussia.

  The only exceptions to the Treaty were the three small Principalities of Krnov, Opava and Cieszyn.

  In the Seven Years War, which began fourteen years later and lasted until 1763, the Austrians had attempted to recover Silesia to no avail.

  At one time Silesia had comprised of sixteen Principalities running their own lives, each under its own Ruler.

  In the usual domineering manner of the Prussians, Frederick II had coerced most of them into becoming part of his Kingdom.

  The real reason why the Prussians were so keen to have and keep Upper Silesia was the rising importance of coal and other vital minerals.

  Upper Silesia itself was destined to become one of the most significant industrial districts in all of Europe with its vast production of coal, lead, zinc and iron, all of which were mined and utilised in factories on the spot.

  Lower Silesia became almost purely Prussian.

  It was left to the three Principalities in the centre to hold their heads high and maintain their independence.

  All these thoughts passed swiftly through Zoleka’s mind as she waited for her father to continue.

  “In our country we have succeeded in proving our right to independence and I believe we have even gained the respect of our Prussian neighbours.”

  “You have been so wonderful, Papa, you know it is true. So diplomatic and tactful that they no longer despise us as they did at first.”

  He paused and Zoleka guessed what he was about to say.

  “The exception,” he went on, “is of course Krnov.”

  “You have said it before, Papa, but why is it so?”

  “I feel the answer rests with Prince Majmir, who has made no effort to be friendly with his free neighbours. In fact I know very little about him.”

  “But you must have heard a great deal?”

  “What I have heard is not to his advantage. He is not bringing his country up to date as we have done here in Opava. He has not exploited his mineral resources as we have. In fact I think that if he is not very careful, the Prussians will take his country over.”

  “They must not be allowed to do so,” cried Zoleka. “If they did, they might think of invading us and Cieszyn next.”

  “That is exactly what I thought,” her father replied. “You are a clever girl and I might have known you would understand why I did not say ‘no’ immediately to the Prime Minister’s suggestion.”

  “But what can I do? Even if I went as a Lady-in Waiting, the Prince would hardly listen to me. I would just be miserable away from you and would not be of any use to Krnov.”

  “I don’t believe that’s true. With your intelligence I am sure you would see for yourself what is wrong at Krnov and make suggestions as to what could be done.”

  Zoleka did not answer.

  He walked towards his desk and back again before he added,

  “If I try to interfere, or even pay a State visit to Krnov, they would undoubtedly tell me to mind my own business. What I require is a great deal more inside information to find out what is really going on. If there is real danger, then I can consult with Cieszyn and together we must do everything we possibly can to ensure that we maintain our independence.”

  “I do understand what you are saying, Papa, but the whole idea is so frightening, and I do not wish to go away from you.”

  “Do you really think, my dearest, that I want to lose you? I love having you beside me and since you finished with governesses and tutors you have made me very happy. You have prevented me from feeling as miserable as I was when I first lost your mother.”

  “I know, Papa,” Zoleka murmured gently. “And I still miss Mama more than I can ever say.”

  “How could either of us feel anything else?”

  There was a note in his voice that instinctively spoke to her without words. The pain of losing her precious mother was just as acute as it had been when she died.

  Hers had been such an unexpected death.

  Princess Helen had seemed to be not only radiantly happy but extremely healthy.

  She paid many visits to the poor, which she firmly accepted as her duty.

  Then while doing so, she had caught a foreign fever from a man who had just returned from the East.

  The fever was unknown t
o all the local doctors who did not realise how serious it was.

  By the time the Prince had urgently sent to Vienna for its most renowned physician, Princess Helen was dead.

  It was a major blow to the whole Principality, as everyone who knew her had loved her.

  She was almost worshipped by the poor people in the City.

  She had cared for them, assisted them and looked after them in a way that no ruling Princess of Opava had ever done in the country’s history.

  No less than her adoring husband and daughter, the people found it hard to believe that they had really lost her.

  Princess Helen had been born English and was a distant relative of Queen Victoria.

  Theirs had been an arranged Royal marriage and yet her husband had fallen head over heels in love with her straight from the moment they had first met.

  She loved him in the same way as he loved her.

  They were blissfully happy, although she regretted that she could not give her husband a son.

  Even so they both absolutely adored their delightfully pretty daughter who they thought looked just like an angel sent to them from Heaven.

  Thinking of her mother, Zoleka asked aloud,

  “Do you suppose, Papa, that Mama would want me to go to Krnov?”

  “I think your mother,” her father answered quietly, “would feel that, as we have received a cry for help, we are honour bound to do something about it.”

  “A cry for help,” Zoleka repeated almost beneath her breath. “Do you really think that is what it is?”

  “From what I have been told, the Prime Minister of Krnov and his Cabinet are feeling very worried. Reading between the lines I believe they are not as astute as they should be. But before I pass judgement I need a great deal more information.”

  “Which you think I would be able to find out for you?”

  “You can but try, my dear. I am not only worried about Krnov, but about us.”

  Zoleka gave a little shudder.

  The one thing no one ever wanted was to be under the yoke of the Prussians.

  They were a most efficient people and there was no doubt at all that Upper Silesia had become richer since they had taken it over, but that was not to say that the Silesians were any happier under them.