Mia couldn't get her mind off the fact that her grandmother had cheated on her husband. She really wanted to know who the other man was. Her thoughts drifted to the maids. They knew everything apparently. Perhaps they would know something about it. Mia knew which maids were working at the palace around that time. She would go and ask them if they could shed some light on the situation.

The first person that came to mind was Mrs. Tilling. She had been working at the palace as cleaner for over 40 years. She was now in her mid 70's. Surely she would have noticed something.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Tilling, how are you?"

"Good afternoon, Queen Amelia," she curtsied, "Is there something I can do for you?"

"Actually yes. You've been working here for over 40 years now haven't you?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Do you remember if any men spent a lot of time with my grandmother around the year 1972?"

"I'm sorry, Ma'am but my memory isn't as good as it used to be."

"Oh. So you don't remember anything? Anybody?"

She shook her head, then suddenly remembered something, "Oh, actually, I do remember the Queen spending a lot of time with that young security guard, Joseph. You know, the one she's married to. I suppose they were talking about business back then."

Mia thought to herself, 'No, it can't be him then.'

"Do you remember seeing her with anyone else?"

"No, Ma'am. Perhaps you should ask Mr. Tilling."

"Maybe I will. Thankyou for your help. Goodbye"

"Goodbye Miss Mia!"

Mia ran off to find Mr. Tilling. She figured he would be somewhere within the grounds, as he was a gardener. The man was out the back, digging up weeds.

"Oh, Mr. Tilling, may I have a word?"

"I'm fired ain't I?"

"No! No! I came to ask you something. Your wife sent me."

"Oh she did, did she?"

"Yes. I would like to know something about the year 1972."

"1972…1972…what about it?"

"You were working around the palace a lot weren't you?"

"Yes Ma'am, it was me job."

"Did you ever notice my grandmother spending lots of time with anybody in particular? Like, men?"

"This is 'bout the news isn' it?"

"Yes. So do you know of anyone?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Oh good, who?"

"It's not me place to say, is it?"

"Oh please tell me! I'll give you a pay rise, extra holiday time, a better room! Please, please, please tell me."

"Orright, stop yer beggin' and I'll tell ya. She used to spend a lotta time with that young security lad, Joseph. You know, the one she's married to."

"Thankyou. You've been very helpful."

Mia still wasn't convinced that it was Joseph. He was too loyal. She decided to have a think about it and thought of somebody else might know something; Clarisse's own personal maid (Ms. Schuden), who had retired years ago, due to age.

Mia decided to go and visit her.

She lived in a small cottage on the edge of town.

The limo driver took Mia there. She knocked on the door and a little lady answered and invited her inside.

Mia couldn't resist just coming out with her question. Ms. Schuden told her pretty much the same thing.

"She used to spend a lot of time with that security man, Joseph. You know, the one she's..."

"Married to, I know. Listen, do you know if they were ever romantically involved?"

"I've only heard rumours. You can't tell what truth is in that place."

"Thankyou for your time."

"I hope you find what you're looking for!"

Mia smiled at the woman, then hopped back into the limo.