Blissful Summer Feast

"I am unsure your Grace but I shall permit you." Smiles warmly at him; hoping Francis won't mind.
"And then you can tell me about your trip to Germany!" I giggle.

I grinned and offered my arm "Indeed, anytime I get to spend with you is a time well spent you grace." I say and begin to walk toward the door with the most beautiful woman at my side.

I smile at him graciously and take his arm. "Your too kind my Lord..." Walking with him, I arrange my hair again.

I sit at the lavishly adorn table sipping ale lost in thought over my secret marriage to the ex - Queen of Navarre. When suddenly an abrupt but familiar voice starts to speak to me. I look over my shoulder and see the King of Sweden. I think to myself oh for the love of mercy what is he doing here in England. Can I not get one moment of peace? I have excaped to England to get away from all the tension and melodrama home in Denmark . I look at him trying to contain my laughter, he has always been over dramatic with his savage nature. He uses profanity and runs his hand over his dagger. I am surprised this time he has not take the dagger and stabed it right into the table as he did at our last meet. I take a hearty sip of ale and say "Wounderous to see you as well, Gustuv. You have such a way with timing ". Taking another sip of ale looking down the long table of unfamiliar faces.

Nan chatted with Anne for a while but it was too crowded to have a private conversation here. Nan promised her that she'll visit her room later to talk about recent news and they kept enjoying the party. "So many new people..." she thought in crowd. She even heard that there are some kings around here from other countries but it was quite hard to recognize them. Some of them were too young, some of them didnt like wearing fancy king clothes. She was really careful to not to do anything stupid.Anyone might be someone important around here. She grabbed a glass of wine and kept walking in the crowd. She was away from dance floor. She used to be a good at dance but its been a while that she didnt dance.

She saw young blonde man sitting on a table with quite fancy clothes and fancy foods. He was watching around and seemed a little bit nervous which Nan didnt know why. She was wondering who he might be. It was obvious he was a king or something. She walked through his table and curtsied deeply. "Your majesty." She waited him to answer before she heads up.

Gustav studies his opponent. He had squared off with him in the past  and knew him to be cagy and quite capable of affecting a genial countenance while inwardly plotting and studying his own adversary for the optimum moment to strike. Moving his hand away from the dagger, he keeps his eyes on Frederick's every move.

"Ja, Frederick... It is a most valued quality against an enemy who appears where you least expect him... his Majesty Henrik has made quite clear his intention of a friendship with the Swedish government and people...you waste your time here, unless you came all this way for the banquet... you should try the peacock, it suits you, Frederick".

I re-enter, smiling graciously at the courtiers I pass. Picking up a glass of wine, I sip and circulate the room.

Elena took the goblets from him. Am glad to see I can still make you speechless I see you are with a princess a well suited match as you look miserable as sin

Courtiers look at me with darted glances and looks of concern. Smiling brightly, I look at them...becoming confused by their looks. I turn around see my husband with a woman I don't recognise. This doesn't worry me but the whispers of the courtiers sew tge seed of concern!
Quietly and without being noticed I edge closer to them and hear the words Francis speaks....

That is good to here I have Benjamin baines a stallion in bed well until again Elena turned and smiled at the princess. Leaving the hall

You know nothing of him and it takes two to tango you fool Elena was so angry she tipped her drink right down him

You have just told the entire court you do not love your wife! You should be with your wife go now I went on too my chamber fed up

With tears in my eyes, I look at them and turn: walking away but all is in slow motion...the beat of my heart is all I can hear. The tears burn in my eyes as I make my way through the crowds of people...my breathing becomes deeper and my steps become filled with speed: desperate to leave the room. Feeling utterly alone: I head for the one place I feel safe...to someone who truly cared about me...

I stand there in all my finery, I put on my new blue gown made of silk and brocade, it is adorned with gold thread, sapphires and diamonds. It compliments my blue eyes and It shimmers with each step I take. I wore my hair down, my blond locks were brushed till they looked like spun gold and I topped it of with my finest gold crown. I was very pleased with the results when I looked in the mirror and could tell when Gustav took one look at me that he was well pleased. He took me in his arms and covered me with kisses, I could see where his mind was headed but I laughed and said we would be late for the party. Gustav chuckled and said that he wanted to show off his Swedish beauty, who would outshine every woman there. He took my arm and we entered the lavish gala. We were immediately handed a goblet of the most wonderful French wine. I looked at all the courtiers in their finest clothes and was excited about dancing with King Henrik and possibly with the handsome Duke of Suffolk, along with my beloved Gustav. I knew all the dances including the steamy Volta. I turned for 2 minutes speaking to the French ambassador and in a flash Gustav was gone.

I glanced through the room and could not believe what I saw. Gustav was right there with Frederick, the Danish king. Ja, our greatest enemy and my husband looked like he did not care that he was a guest of King Henrik and was about to start a big confrontation. I drink my entire goblet and quickly move towards Gustav and Frederick and get between them. I quickly curtsey and look right into King Frederick's eyes and give him my most dazzling smile. " Your Majesty, what an honor it is to see you here in England too. Tis a wonderful coincidence. I know this is very forward of me your Majesty but would you be so kind as to honor me by being my dance partner to this next dance? " I give Gustav one of my looks. What was he thinking? Fighting with King Frederick could spoil our chances for an alliance with the English. I hold out my hand and am relieved when the Danish king accepts it and stands to escort me. I pray this gives Gustav the time he needs to control his temper.