Elizabeth and Reilly

It was a slushy, damp winter of 1581. Wet snow, descending from the gray sky, immediately turned into a brown mess. Queen Elizabeth I, going out into the street, accompanied by the Spanish ambassador and numerous courtiers, hesitantly stopped in front of a huge puddle, not daring to step into it with satin shoes. And it is not known how long this silent scene with the retinue, frozen in confusion, would have continued, if not for a tall, stately nobleman who stepped forward from the crowd. Taking off his scarlet velvet cloak, embroidered with stones, he threw it with a beautiful gesture at the feet of the queen, and he bowed in respectful obeisances.
With a glimpse of the stranger, the queen, smiling graciously, stepped onto the mat. However, at the same time, she managed to notice and become, and long muscular legs, and a narrow face with regular features and black eyes burning with fire.