Corridor

Long after the king left, Eustace still stood at his place like frozen. His words echoed in his mind.
"Luther was right..... the need of Reformation in Church is evident.... the Emperor should promote it in his country, like Henry did himself..."

He slowly shook his head in horror. What was going on here? He needed to see his friend Inigo at once. But first he would go to his bedroom and write down his findings so far to clear his mind. He started to move, still shocked by his meeting with the king.

Lady Mary went through the corridor on the way to her fathers chambers.
She don`t know which way she must go.She hope nobody stop her on the way to her father
she must talk with him,she know that is herself forbidden to leaving her rooms alone,but it gives no other way!

Mary saw a door and hope that is the door to her fathers chambers.

Ursula know that Cordelia is in moment in the Kings Reception Room.
She will wait what the King have say to Cordelia.
Ursula is very nervous she went up and down on the Corridor.

Margaret came back to England after few days spent in Genoa with Cesare. Still excited because of what just happened in her like, she was walking towards corridor to reach Alfonsina's chambers. She couldn't wait to see her sister in law and tell her everything

George was so happy while he was walking to his room passing through the corridor. He brought his hand in his hair, brushing it. He noticed a noble woman in a very expensive grown in the middle of the corridor. Then he saw she was Margaret when he got closer. He bowed with a mocking smile on his lips. "Wow! Look at this." said laughing "Have a good day, Your Grace" said George emphasizing

Margaret stopped suddenly as she saw George Boleyn coming towards her. She noticed his ironic smile but she curtsied as kindly as she could "Lord Rochford.." She raised her eyes to him and smiled. She glanced at her gown questionally

"How a nice surprise to see you here" said George observing her with his mocking eyes. He gulped down correcting the collar of his shirt. "May i ask why you are here, at court?"

Margaret looked at him with a curious smile and shrugged a bit "Where else should I be, my lord? I live here. Cesare...my husband, had some matters to solve in Genoa. So he asked me to preeced him at court.." She answered while looking at his face

George shrugged his shoulders smiling "I thought you may have wanted to live in Genoa." said bitting his lips. "I also congratulate you for being married. I hope you will be happy forever"

Margaret smiled and nodded slowly "Thank you, my lord. As I told you once, I don't care being a duchess. I just...said yes at the man I'm in love with.." She said, still blushing a bit at such thoughts

George felt the envy's rising, he took a deep breath trying not look at her. He gave his all care to out of window and nodded smiling "You're so lucky for you found the love of your life."

Margaret smiled for his words "Oh...I never thought I could accept to marry him, at the beginning. I hated him. He was so...arrogant and rude. But he made me change my opinion about him.." She sighed and looked at him, trying to catch his eyes "He even respected my virtue until the altar.." She added, almost whispering

"Ah" said George gnashing his teeth cause of angry. "It seems if i don't stop you, you will tell me all your bed adventures with him."

Margaret opened her mouth, confused by his words "Oh...I...my lord! I just said he is a gentleman, in spite of people thinks about him. He treated me with kindness and respect.." She added, realizing that he always succeded in make her blush

George looked at her with a dirty grin "I don't think anybody has bad thoughts about his bed life. At least i haven't"

Margaret frowned a bit after his sentence. She came closer "How could you know something about his bed life, my lord? Maybe...he talked with you about his mistresses?" She asked hesitanly, hoping she had no rivals

"Cause i am the one who sleeps with him everynight, darling" George wanted to shout at her but he tried to keep himself calm and nodded "Long before you got married, he had told me about his lovers of his youth. There is nothing to worry, calm down."

Margaret looked silently at him and gulped. Then she nodded slowly "Yes...of course. I can only imagine how many women he had. He...he is an experienced man. While.." She paused and sighed deeply "While...he is the only man I had.." She added whispering, looking down

George felt pitty for her, he touched her hand softly "You should be happy for that. If he wasn't experienced, he would be greedy to take other women into your bed. Now he is adult man and i am sure he will never take mistresses."

Margaret glanced at his hand and raised her eyes to him "I'm sure of that too, my lord. He loves me.." She whispered with innocent, soft voice

George moved his hand back. He took a deep breath looking at into her eyes if she was right. George did not want to believe that Cesare could love someone except George. He remembered Cesare's words, that marriage was just for show. He nodded and smiled like a Boleyn "Does he say that? Oh how lucky for you that you have a husband that loves you."

Margaret thought for a while, realizing that Cesare never said he loved her. He just said that he found her attractive. She gulped and tried to smile "He has no need to tell me. Rather...he shows me his love.." She answered with weak voice. George seemed knowing Cesare better than her

"How does he show that? sleeping with you?" George smiled trying to keep his laugh