Elizabeth had been busily and most discreetly making preparations for a visit from a very good friend. This friend, upon his last visit, had set the entire court on its ear by taking her up in his glider and whisking her away. Cecil and Walsingham had both been united in their outcry of such tomfoolery and a few of the Privy Council had even thought of the idea of trying to press their Queen for the execution of this interloper!
But Elizabeth, Good Queen Bess, would hear none of it. Snake Plisken, unlike so many of her Courtiers truly made her laugh. And now as she was up before many in her household, she knew that this was the appointed day for her friend to arrive. There were faires and revels and all manner of celebration. Most thought it was to celebrate England’s victory over Phillip of Spain and the Armada, and who was she to correct them? She would keep her secret quite close to her breast.