George Boleyn's bedroom

George kissed her neck and smelt her skin deeply "Don't say such things..Only God knows." After she smiled, he began to smile too. "We used to hate each other."

Margaret smiled, blushing a bit "Yes..but things are different now.." She moved her hand along his body and stopped it on his hip "What I am now? Your mistress?" She whispered looking into his eyes

George shook his head. His eyes were still on hers. "You are my love."

Margaret gulped and frozened hearing him talking about love. She shook slowly her head "George, please..you know things are complicated. I shouldn't even be here in your bed. Anyone has to know. Anyone. Especially.." She stopped and looked somewhere else

George couldn't believe what he heard. He raised an eyebrow, tried to talk but words didn't come easily "I've just thought..I.." George finally stopped looking at her. He moved away from her slowly. What have you thought you stupid? He felt how dissappointment grew up inside him. He gulped down while placing himself end of the bed. "Yes" said George after a deep silent. "Leave here now."

Margaret noticed her words upset him and came closer. She placed her hand on his chest and looked up at him "George..I didn't mean that. I just...I don't want to hurt you. Please, look at me.." She tried to catch his eyes but he was avoiding her glance. She sighed and kept on kissing his chect softly

"Yes, you meant it." George held her hand and pulled her away from himself fastly. He put his breeches on without standing up. He was still talking without looking at her. "Go"

Margaret looked shocked at him as he pulled her away. She wrapped sheet around her body and shook her head "George..don't treat me in such way. You know I'm still suffering. That's why I...I don't want you to suffer because of me.." She sighed and closed her eyes "Do you really want me to leave?" She whispered, turning her blue, wet eyes to him again

"Why would I suffer cause of you?" George turned to back, to her almost shouting. He approached to her, proped his naked chest to her body. He whispered looking at into her eyes "I wouldn't suffer because of a woman who tried to use me. You know what will happen when you leave this door? Nothing. Cause I congratulate you, you lost me a man who loved you in an innocent way for a man who didn't love you at all. Now leave this room or I will make you leave "

Margaret gasped as she felt his chest and felt her eyes filled with tears "I never tried to use you, George.." She whispered and moved away from him slowly. She removed the sheet from her body and left his bed. Trying to refrain tears, she started to dress up in silence

George threw the sheets away angirily. He took deep breathes for calming down. He was feeling awful, used, dishonoured. George tried not to look at Margaret when she was still naked in front of him "Now you're like Cesare. You have no difference from him. " said George finally looking at her "Have a good day, my lady. I hope you will find a few poor men too for using. But now please leave my room."

Margaret laced her corset and looked confused at him. He looked upset and she didn't want to leave him in such way. In spite of his words, she came closer and knelt next to bed "What do you mean? How can I be like him, George?" She was breathing deeply and leaned softly her hand on his leg. She gulped

George looked at her "You said you needed to be loved. And I loved you. But now you are still calling his name. What is innocence, Margaret? If it is what you've done here, then I regret to all things I've done with you."

Margaret shook her head and looked at him with begging eyes "George..I haven't made love with you for using you. I did it because I really wanted. I...I just need time. Maybe..I'll never forget Cesare. But I don't want to lose you.." She said whispering and leaned his hand against her cheek

George gulped without knowing what to do. He took a deep breath, nodded "As you wish."

Margaret kissed his hand and looked at him "Now I'm ready to leave, if you wish so. But tell me you're not mad at me, at least.." She whispered staring at his eyes

"I am mad at you." said George looking at her eyes directly "But I will be all right. Yes you may leave" George left her hand and lied down to soft pillows, he took the sheets back and covered himself tightly.

Margaret sighed and nodded. She stood up and watched him silently. She opened her mouth to say something but she didn't. So she just took a deep breath and left his room, closing the door behind her

A week later their last meeting, Margaret found finally the strenght to knock at George's door again. She gulped anxiously and waited for an answer

George woke up hearing a noice that was from the door. He stood up slowly and opened the door "Oh.." George bowed immeditialy "Welcome, my lady. Come in." George washed his face with warm water slowly as he was waiting for Margaret

Margaret gulped as she saw George. She came into room with slow steps and curtsied. She raised her eyes to him "My lord..thank you for receiving me. I...I needed talking to you.." She said with hesitant voice

George looked at her after he dried his face with a cloth. "I am listening to you." George directed his gaze to her.

Margaret watched him drying his face and she gulped again "I...I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, George. I know my words hurted you. But..I didn't mean that.." She stopped and lowered her eyes "I don't regret what's happened.." She said whispering, almost fearing he could her her

George had a longish look at her. He walked with slow steps until he goy by the side of her. He held her chin, lifted her head up to his face. "You're scared. Why?"