Hunting in the Forest

"Charles rode his horse in the forest as quickly as he could, thinking of being late. But once arrived, he noticed that the King was still alone, waiting for others. He bowed his head with a smile"

You Majesty...I thought I was late. But it seems I was wrong...

"He giggled"

I ride out to the forest after receiving my invitation. I can't help bu grin at the thought of getting away and indulging in my favorite sport. Well. one of my favorites, I say to myself. Soon I come across His Majesty and the duke of Suffolk.

"Your Majesty! Your Grace!" I nod to them.

"Charles laughed after him and bit his lips"

Oh no...any lady could forbid me to serve you, Majesty!

"Then he turned to Francis Bryan with a little bow"

My lord...

"you're welcome Majesty, I would not miss this! Charles, good to see you're looking well. So! When shall we begin?" I ask as my horse stamps its feet eager to get going.

Henry giggled and looked at sir Francis

We're waiting others to arrive, sir Bryan! It would be...unpolite starting the hunt without them. Don't you think? Oh...someone is coming...

He looked attentively around forest and recognized sir Thomas Wyatt. Once he reached them with his horse, he greeted him with kindness

Sir Wyatt! Of course you're not late...we've not started yet. But I'm curious to see how able you are...

OOC: Of course you're not dusturbing, Thomas! I was waiting for you!

After receiving an invite to join his majesty for a hunt, I put on my riding gear and rode out to the Sun Forest.
Upon arriving, I see his majesty, along with Thomas, Charles, and Francis.

"Good day gentleman" I said and turned to Henry "Your majesty, i'm glad to see your in good spirits"

"Charles smiled wide as he saw Anthony arriving"

Anthony! You look in good spirit too. It seems that marriage suits on you...

"He laughed. Then turned towards Thomas Wyatt"

Sir Wyatt...welcome among us...

"Your right Majesty, it will be better once we're all here." I start to check my arrows making sure they're sharp. I look up and see Thomas Wyatt and Anthony Knivert.
"Welcome, my lords. Now, how about we make this an interesting wager and see who can take down the most game?" I grin.

I looked at Charles and laughed "Well my friend, I suppose marriage is doing me good. Perhaps you'll know that feeling soon." I said with a smirk. I then looked at Thomas, "Good of you to join us Thomas. How is your sister?" I asked as I sometimes thought of her. I heard Francis make a wager. I walked my horse over to him. "Francis, I accept your wager!" I said excited to hunt with the gents again.

Henry rode out to the forest entrance on his trusty steed Zeus, where he found the other gentlemen along with the king. He bowed his head to the king "Your Majesety it is an honor to be invited to hunt with you this day." He glanced around at the other men, not really recognizing any of them but politely introducing himself. I'm Sir Henry Norris, still quite new to court he added as he chuckled.

He could see he was easily the youngest of the bunch, and probably quite green in skill compared to others, but his youth was also an asset and he wanted eagerly to show off what skills he'd learned that had made him so famous back home.

"A bet? he looked at the man with the eye patch called Francis. I haven't any money with me." he patted his pockets just to be sure, a naive expression on his face.He thought they should let the king win, no matter what.

I grin.
"I have never lost a bet and today will be no exception!"
I laugh at Norris' statement and walk over to him. "If you need, I shall spot you the money. But you are right, sometime its best to let the king win. Sometimes." I grin again.

I smiled when Thomas didn't answer me. I was sure she was no longer a maiden, not with her beauty. I thought. I turned to Francis, "Oh come on we can't let his majesty win all the time...." I laughed knowing Henry heard me.

I smirk at Anthony. "His Majesty has a glorious realm, beautiful ladies at his beck and call, and luxurious living spaces. He wins every day of his life!" I say loud enough for Henry to hear.

"And what's this I hear about you getting married, Anthony?" I ask as I heard him ask about Margaret. If she'd had her heart broken by him that's probably why she was skittish around me.

"Charles giggled hearing their words about to bet and King's"

Well...I suggest you not to challange me, my lords. I'm known for winning every time I bet about something. I am so...damned lucky...

"He chuckled and winked secretely at Henry"

I arrived at the gentleman's gathering in the Sun forest, saddled on my horse hearing the men speaking among themselves. I couldn't make out what they were saying although I announced myself. "Good day gentlemen, looks like a fine day for a hunt." I say loud enough for everyone to hear me. I look at the king and bow my head. "Your majesty, how do you fare this day?" I asked as I grabbed my some arrows and made sure they were sharp as could be.

While his horse start to agitate a bit, obiously hungry, he let it graze some grass, he grin at Francis words, look at him curiously after his question toward Knivert, feeling some hidden meaning in the question, maybe the man have some reason to don't apprecitate him either ?
Keeping the corner of his eyes on Francis, he listen attentively, curious about the answer, hoping that Anthony isn't indeed going to get married because if it's the case, he pity the poor lady, seen the way he behave to women usually and have treat his own sweet sister.
Himself feel the envy to strangle, just for having dare to evocate her name, but as usual before someone he don't like, he prefer to answer by ignorence and despise, until a certain point.
Then he turn to Brandon, thinking that he is very pretentious, then hearing Thomas Seymour's voice as he have join them, he turn to him and salute him slighty.

Sir Seymour.

"Oh really, Charles? I think we should test the theory of your luck!" I laugh aloud. I glanced at Wyatt and saw he looked like he hated Anthony, and I guessed it had to do with Margaret. A leopard cannot change his spots, I thought.

I heard someone and saw one of the Seymour men approaching, I believe it was Thomas. "Good day, sir." I nod at him.