The Dining Room

Just when I think I couldn't love you even more. I was consumed by happiness I had already started to think of what I would wear and how my hair would be even the scent I would bathe in. I would have something planned for afterwards though something, that he wouldn't anticipate or expect. Can we stay away from the palace afterwards so I can keep you trapped of course. I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight for I was too excited to sleep and would spend most of my night picking flowers for my bouquet.

"There is a hunting lodge near the river, the one you want to bathe in" he replied and nudged his nose affectionately against hers, "I know it well - I will have it made read for us."

He held her more closely to him, feeling her soft body press against his, keeping her in his tender embrace. He dipped his head down, brushing his lips against hers for a moment. His mouth already felt heavy and bruised from their kisses but he wanted more. Good God, he could take her in that moment...but he would wait until they had their ceremony.

He could feel the warmth of her sweet breath against his face before he pressed his mouth to hers, blocking out any other thought that could be spared for the noises elsewhere.

Any acts of love was always welcomed especially when it came from James. I was over the moon happy with what he had planned and where we were to marry so I could finally let my inner mermaid be unleashed. I loved him too much he was incredibly special to me he wasn't just my husband or king. He was so much more he made me feel this love that had never been in my life before. It made my heart sing soaring notes floated around me with every beat it made. I love you so very much it's lile a chain between us linking our hearts as one. I kissed his lips sweetly like the soft feathers of birds falling to the ground.

He bent over and collected his shirt from the floor, putting it on again as he stood near to her. He placed his lips affectionately upon her forehead as his hands began to tie the top laces around his neck, leaving them a little looser than they should have been.

He leaned against the table, tucking a tendril of her hair behind her ear - a content smile on his lips, "Tomorrow, then," he whispered to her. He would send servants tonight, a few squires and pages to clean the place...make it suitable for Mary.

Yes I can't wait. I tied his shirt up for him just a little not wanting any young girls to faint in delight. I would miss him tonight though that was for sure

He kissed her tenderly again, lingering near her with a sigh. He could barely breathe for lust, he wanted her and ached for her - even with her near. He wondered if it would ever subside, if he would ever not feel the way he did. He had loved but not like this, never like this.

Eventually he backed away, walking to the door. He glanced to the food upon the floor and chuckled, "I'll have them send a plate to your room," he said - with every intention of going to the tavern to fetch a proper meal.

He unlatched the door and grinned at her, his face bright and optimistic, "Until the chapel," he said, "Goodnight, Lady Mary," playfully formal before his tall figure disappeared behind the door.