chapter 1.

"I hate you!" screamed the small blue eyed girl at the boy she was pushing off her, he had a naughty look in his eye when he was trying to push her down into the mud next to the small stream at the bottom of the large field in which his father owned. His father was a great friend to the king, and the kings younger son was his best friend, the little girl had thrown a stone at little henry and Charles had become so enraged at someone hurting his best friend. How dare this girl come into their domain, they wanted nothing more than to play knights and climb trees and try and slay the large dragon monster they had invented at the bottom of the gardens, but she had interrupted this. "well I hate you too! You ugly witch!" he shouted back. His father ran behind him and told him never to speak to lady like that, "but…but she is" , "no but's Charles! Now go home and washed for dinner, I am away tomorrow to court and want some peace at home first. The little girl patted down her dressed, staying angry and pursing her lips as though she could not give a damn what anyone said to her, of course she was hurt, but best not let anyone see. Never let anyone see you upset she said to herself.

Many years had passed, and the little boy Charles was now a man, charming, handsome, he had a charisma that many men where jealous of and that weakened many women. Being one of the kings closest friends helped in his many mishaps at court, from bedding lord Buckingham's daughter to an unfortunate incident involving 2 lady's in waiting to Queen Katherine, the Queen nearly fell off her seat as she was given the scandalous details from another of her maids. "apparently Mr Brandon was kissing one lady as he was bedding another!" hints of girlish giggles came from Katherine's voice as she tried to remain as Queen like as possible saying " my god, such a whore is Brandon, and my Lady's of course will have to be punished". He practically had a smile on his face every minute of the day as he walked around court, laughing, drinking, playing games with the other courtiers.

"Lady Blount, are you enjoying your time at court? I hear you are to be in the service of the Queen soon?" "Yes your Grace, it has only been a couple of days and although I am tired from my journey I am enjoying the liveliness, I look forward to waiting on Queen Katherine" Lady Blount stood with her eyes a little heavy from tiredness at the window overlooking the palace gardens, sun streaming in and lighting up her face, high cheek bones, full lips, she was nothing less than beautiful. No doubt the king would eventually notice her. She and the Lord where interrupted by a door swinging open at such a force it crashed into the wall followed by laughter and a man and woman practically falling through into the hall. She knew the man, the woman she did not recognise, she was brunette and before she could even look at her face to see if she was a fair maiden she seen the very ample cleavage fully on display in her tight corset, the man's eye where drawn here too. How surprising she thought giving him a smirk, "Mr Brandon, do you usually enter rooms with such delicate manners?" he glanced, a little shocked if he was to be honest at the woman he was looking at, she had changed since the last time they met, she was a woman now, those lips distracted him from the woman in front of him "chaaarles, come on, let's go" she whispered in his ear grabbing at his waist. "Elizabeth Blount! Why on holy England's name are you here on this fine day ruining my lovely walk with lady….lady…jane?" Elizabeth walked towards him and turned to walk out of the door he had come swinging through….he grabbed her arm and pulled her a little closer, she could feel his breath on her, "why are you ignoring me and why are you here?" "let go of me Brandon, I am here to join the Queens service, nothing more, now leave me alone in peace" she continued on through the doorway and onto her quarters. How could such insufferable man continue to even be in her thoughts, he would torment her as a child, embarrass her as young teenager, last time they met was at the kings wedding to the Queen, he was taken with her and her with him but after they shared a dance Elizabeth was pulled to the side and told he was dancing with her for a bet, Charles was told the same, it was such a shame that the only bet being made was one to make them hate each other as they did when children.

He walked into the bed chamber with the eager lady who's name evaded him again, his mind was on Elizabeth, she annoyed him, he of course wanted her, he thought what it would be like having his her over and over in his mind, her long golden hair, soft lips and smile that made him flushed, not that he saw that smile often. Onto the bed he jumped and sat on, his white blouse un tied, he waair s needing someone to relieve his appetite, he was hungry and not for food. His golden skin and toned body woke up some hours later, he smelled of sweat and sex, staring at the woman next to him sleeping he proceeded to get changed and head back to his own room. The corridors where cold, candle light was fading as it was so late, his head hurt from the wine he had earlier and with some rough hair pulling that he smiled at the thought of. Again he seen her, he had to adjust his eyes to make sure it wasn't someone else. "twice in the one day Elizabeth" she couldn't help but smile a little when she seen Charles walking along the corridor holding his jacket and shoes, when she realised why he was half dressed the smile quickly disappeared. "not with your little friend from earlier Charles? Or are you finished with her now?" "if I didn't know better I would say you where jealous?" "don't be ridiculous you fool, why would I be jealous of such woman, no girl! With her breast on display like that I thought she had mistaken court for a brothel!" "definitely Jealous!" Charles laughed back to her with his wide smile, "I am not jealous" "are too" "I am not" "are too" they burst out laughing, his heart felt fuzzy and warm at seeing her like this, she was thinking that she had never seen such handsome smile. Laughing they slowly regained composure, almost sighing Charles said "I remember our dance fondly" "and I remember you pulling my hair and telling all the boys I had webbed feet!" laughing again he said "but they still wanted to be your friend, such a devil child I was, haha I still remember your face as they asked you to swim in the lake as they thought you would be the fastest with your webbed toes!" tears of laughter nearly falling down his cheeks he looked at her again "im sorry for teasing you…you look nothing short of…." two men interrupted him, Lady Blount the King will now see you they said, charles lost the happy look on his face, "the king?" he said shocked, "yes he wishes to see me to welcome me officially to court" "welcome you? at this hour!?" "now who is the one who sounds jealous?" she quipped back.

"beautifull" charles said finishing his sentence as she walked with the guards into the Kings chambers...i was going to say you are beautifull. get a grip charles, get it together, get back to bed.