Last Night
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Mary and Edward burst into the room and closed the door quickly. Edward stared at Mary for a a few moments drinking her in.
"Mary are you sure?" he asked lovingly.
"Yes, I love you" Mary assured him stroking his face tenderly, "Do you love me too?"
"You know I do" Edward confirmed.
Edward grabbed her and started kissing her passionately, placing her on his bed. He slowly raised Mary's dress and positioned himself between her legs. He was hot with carnal desire, all he knew was that he wanted her.
"Seymour?" Mary asked.
Edward seemed confused.
...
"Seymour!" the King shouted.
Edward was suddenly jerked awake, breathing deeply. He was in a privy council meeting and all the members were looking at him in amusement. The King though looked angry.
"I apologise your majesty"
"Are we boring you Seymour?" the King asked sarcastically.
"No your majesty" Edward said quickly.
That was the seventh time in a week, he'd had that dream. Ever since the incident with Lady Mary, he couldn't help picturing them together. Sometimes he wondered whether it was really a dream, it felt so real. It could be a memory, a memory buried deep. Edward hadn't talked to Mary since that mourning but he'd seen her. Whenever she saw him she blushed shamelessly and quickly looked away. He'd never felt this way in his life, Edward wanted her again more then anything. His body felt so hot just thinking about her.
When when session was over he grabbed his books and made his way out of the room, followed by his brother.
"Anne been stealing the covers at night? What happened to make you so sleepy?" Tom asked.
"Just a restless night, nothing for you to be concerned about" Edward shot back.
"Well don't do it again, you know how much the King loves the chopping block" Tom chuckled.
"What's your point brother?" Edward said as they entered the great hall.
"My point is that your head has been in the clouds for the past week. I'm merely asking you to return to earth" he shrugged, "So is there anything on your mind?"
"Even if there was, I certainly wouldn't tell you" Edward quipped back.
"You don't trust your own brother?" Tom wondered in amusement.
"Certainly not"
...
Mary woke up with a start, sweat covering her body. She was confused by her dream or was it a dream? It felt too real to be a dream but in the dream she'd been wearing a masquerade costume. Which just confused her even more. Mary decided to ask of of her ladies about that night. Eventually a maid called Eleanor came in, she was 16, blond and with emerald green eyes.
"Good Morrow Lady Mary" she smiled.
"Come and sit beside me" Mary invited.
The young girl smiled and did what she was told. Eleanor was a truly beautiful woman and the sunlight streaming through the room just illuminated her beauty even further.
"What do you remember of Friday night?" Mary asked.
"The night of the masquerade?" Eleanor wondered, confused.
"Yes, I seem to have forgotten" Mary shrugged.
"Well after the masquerade you told us that we were dismissed" Eleanor replied unhelpfully, "Oh and by the way I thought you were amazing in it"
"In what?"
"The masquerade of course, you were the lead" Eleanor smiled.
"I was!" Mary cried, stunned.
"Yeah, I'll tell you what I noticed. The eldest Seymour was looking at you hungrily" Eleanor gossiped.
"Really?" Mary didn't know what to make of it.
...
"May I have this dance Lady Mary?" Edward asked.
"I would love to my Lord" Mary agreed, "You know I'd do anything for you"
"I'll hold you to that" he smiled as he led her over to the dance floor.
When the music started playing, Edward gripped Mary's waist tightly bringing her closer to him.
"I want you Mary" he whispered in her ear.
...
King Henry and his wife Jane Seymour were seated together in the King's chamber. Jane was six months pregnant with her first child. The King put his hand on her stomach, in his heart he knew that it was a son. The heir he most desperately craved but he still had two daughters, Mary who was 21 and Elizabeth who was only 4. Henry decided that his eldest daughter needed to get married, since they were newly reconciled what better way to please her?
"My love, I have reached a decision" Henry said to his wife.
"About what?" Jane inquired lovingly.
"About my daughter, the Lady Mary. I think it's time she got married" the King announced.
"Well I'm in agreement with you" Jane smiled.
"I don't want a foreign match though, she may be my daughter but she's still a bastard" the King told her firmly.
Jane tried not to flinch, she didn't think Mary was a bastard. As she herself was of the old faith, she thought Mary was legitimate. But she daren't say that to the King because no matter how much she loved him there would always be a tiny flicker of fear for him. That fear was always in the back of her mind, she didn't think he would spare her if she crossed him. With this in mind she nodded at the King's comment as if to agree with him.
"So you majesty is looking for a match within your court. Did you have anyone in mind?" she wondered gracefully.
"Yes, your youngest brother Thomas, he's still single isn't he?" the King asked.
"Yes he is" the Queen answered.
"I would like him to wed my daughter" Henry said slowly.
"I'm sure Thomas would be very grateful to your majesty" she smiled.
...
Later that afternoon Mary was walking back to her chambers, alone. She treasured these rare moments by herself to think. To her horror she bumped into none other then Edward Seymour, the last man she wanted to see. Immediately she started to blush but this time she composed herself.
"Good Afternoon Lady Mary" Edward greeted.
"Good Afternoon" Mary replied, not meeting his eyes.
An awkward silence dominated them, Mary found herself blushing despite her best efforts. Edward began to grow hotter by just being around her.
"Well good day my Lord" Mary finally said.
"Good day" Edward said.
Mary made to go left but so did he, she accidently bumped into him. If it was possible Mary blushed even more. She made to go left but so did Edward, it was if they had one mind. Then tension built up between them as she looked into his eyes for a few moments before kissing him. Edward felt her lips on his, she tasted like apples and pears. He pushed her against a wall as he continued an assault on her lips. Mary let out a small moan as he pressed his body against hers. Edward slowly began pushing up her dress, but then they were interrupted but the sound of footsteps so they quickly broke apart.
"Good bye Mary" Edward whispered as he left.
Mary couldn't understand what had just happened and it scared her...
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