'Katherine and I keep making little trips down to the kitchens where we dare each other to dart past the pastry cooks to steal Christmas marchpane. We give each other points for the most extravagant concoctions we can filch and how quickly we can eat them...

She took a pink swan and I found a golden pear, which made me think of home–  but it doesn’t make me cry anymore..  well not much. How different I am now – I shall look so much older in the scarlet bodice...'

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'Katherine and I keep making little trips down to the kitchens where we dare each other to dart past the pastry cooks to steal Christmas marchpane.'. [end_caption]

 Tudor kitchen at Hampton Court Palace