Chateu De Grove performance

::George Boleyn also known as Lord Rochord strolls through what appears to be empty Queen's Chambers as many fair ladies including his dear sister Anne Boleyn is getting ready for her part in the performance for the Spanish ambassadors. This is a poignant moment George reflects on as it will be a pivotal moment for King Henry to look upon Anne in all her glory. He also gloats on the fact of how many other fair ladies of the court will look and act their best in this performance for certainty his father Thomas Boleyn entrusted his daughter's entrance to the clever Master Cornish. George just reflects on his many friends at court that he is happy to spend his time with on a daily basis and hoping to run into one of them soon!:::

Hello George, You wanted to speak to me. So I walked up to his door and knocked upon his door.

George was taken back by the beauty of the lady who stood at his doorway..."How are you Lady Anna?"

*curtsy* Mylord. you wished to speak to me. I came the door and there you were. How are you my Lord.

I am faring well these days. How is everything with you? Would you care to join me for a glass of wine?

I am glad that you are well *thank you for the drink *curtsy* I looked around nervously feeling uncomfortable and anxious*.

::George wanted nothing more than for his lady guest to feel at ease. He couldn't help but find himself staring at her beautiful face." So do tell me ...what has been new with you as of late?". He knew his words fumbled carelessly but the more wine he inhaled the braver he got.:::

*smiling gently* Just taking time at the moment to have a room to be quiet. It is hard here to find a quiet room to think of things. But I see that your sister Anne is having a glorious time with her celebration. I am happy for her. Seeing all manner of people here. I am also worry about my daughter. *taking a small sip of wine as I sit*

Yes my sister is quite blessed at the moment. But what worries you in particular m'lady?

Nothing to worry mi'lord about. It is my thoughts *slowly taking a sip of wine trying to relax*. This room is beautiful and you look happy. May I ask why are you away from the merrymaking and your family. Don't you want to celebrate with her in her glory.

:::Anxiously sips his wine::"I am to join Anne shortly but right now it is quite refreshing to be in your presence." Why do you worry so about your daughter?"

Truly mi'lord I don't wish to damper your spirits with my thoughts. *trying to muster a smile* I worry for all of the reasons that any mother worry about her children. Thank you for inquiring about me.

:::George anxiously puts down his cup and his thoughts are racing as to what is truly troubling this fair lady and whether his family's recent good fortune played a role in affecting things as it seems to do so much these days. He wished people would see him beyond the scope of his sisters and father and to realize there was an inborn child who missed the merriment of his home at Hever and laughs of beautiful girls he once adored. "Is there any way you would honor me at this moment with a promise to dance with me before this night is to end and yes, possibly a walk too would do much to lift my spirits and yours as well."

Well Mi'lord it was not my plan to partake in the merriment. My thoughts are else were. But being such a kind sir to ask I would happily accept and give a promise of a dance and maybe a walk. Thank you for your kindness. *She gently smiles*.

::George extends his arm to her. "Walk with me my lady. Where would you like to go that would please you?":::

*She takes his extended arm and smiles* I would like to be where there is peace away from all of the celebration for a moment