George Boleyn's bedroom

A servant entered with a letter.

Dear George Boleyn

The Duke has told me your message much to my surprise, i thought him not to. I do not deem it wise to see me yet as i am sure he has told of you of the circumstances that i am currently facing.
Visit my mother, she will happily see you and welcome you into her chambers much to my annoyance, but if you do wish to visit me speak to noone of it for i don't wish my husband to hear of it.

Her Grace,
Duchess of Lancaster.

George heard a unknown voice behind himself. He turned back and saw Jane. He stopped for a while. Then showed a half smile.

"My Lady?" He bowed immeditialy. "You made me surprised. "

George stood still for a while because of the amazement he felt. He couldn't look at her eyes. That fact was insane. The Duke had seemed so healty to him. He gulped down and got angry to secret servants for they did not transmit this new to George "Oh Dear God..But..Why?"

George listened to her carefully. He frowned at her. As soon as she finished her speech, he raised his right hand and looked at into her eyes. "All the things you said are just nonsense. He is your husband, father of your children. You love him, Jane." George approached her, pulled her waist to himself, hugged her. He kissed her head that was reclining to his chest. "You say these cause you are mad at him to find a lover. These days will be gone. "

"If you knew how people call me, you wouldn't even think of being mad at "french blat" He tried to laugh. "Of course you will be strong. You are the most strong woman all i ever seen. We can't manage the birth and the dead. But you're still alive. It means you've got a lot to live."

George thought for a while. "It is hard to find innocent people in this court. " He nodded, looked at her face thinking about the day they met "I wanted to kiss you. You pushed me. I will never forget that day. You are an adorable, noble woman. "

"And that's what makes you special." George smiled softly, moved back to see her face. "Of course it was your luck to meet me. " He laughed loudly

George blushed immediately. "You know what you really know how to make me blush" He grinned in the sweetest way. "I can sing for you all day long."

"No!" He began laughing with her. "If i get on a stage, i will get much more ladies and that will make you so jealous" Went to the still room, brought out a bottle of wine. "We are going to drink this. No objections!"

George suddenly remembered that damn Jane Parker, he sighed sadly "Madam, your words are like arrows. But think that i will be singing these songs to Jane" He grinned and whispered slowly "All night long" He gave her a goblet of wine, took one to himself.

"Yippee!" George's voice lost in laughings. He clinced his glass to hers. "I was kidding you my lady. Only thing that i sing for Jane is a lullaby"

"Indeed, your grace." George nodded his head with a serious attitude. Then he laughed suddenly. The wine was showing itself. "If this was true, i would sing love songs to her, not lullaby."