“Your own mother is well,” I say to Edward gently. “She was very distressed at Ludlow, to be left on her own in such danger, but my husband, Lord Rivers, took her and your sister Margaret and your brothers George and Richard to safety. My husband, Lord Rivers, protected them when the army was running through the town. He made sure that no one insulted them. The king is paying her a pension, and she is in no hardship. I saw her myself a little while ago, and she told me she prays for you and for your father.” It shocks him into silence. “You have my husband to thank for her safety,” I repeat.
