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Not all women are just good in the bedroom.
An angelic image of Amelie, wearing a white laced nightgown with her golden hair secured in braids appeared to King Henry of England in his dream.
The first words she ever muttered to him left her virtuous lips smoothly like butter. Amelie carried herself with great poise and grace yet held a witty tongue that allowed her to be far more entertaining than just a pretty face to look at.
When King Henry woke up the next morning, he woke up with a soft smile on his face. A smile, his bedmate, the Lady Anne Boleyn assumed it was because of her doing when in truth it was because of the appearance of Lady Amelie in his dreams. King Henry would never admit this to another living soul, but if he had the option of redoing the last couple of months, he would do so in a heartbeat and never pursued the Lady Anne as strongly as he did.
Yet, he was at a point of no return regarding his "Great Matter". Although Amelie's imminent departure caused the English King sadness, he reasoned it was for the better as it would allow him to focus his attention on the Lady Anne Boleyn. The woman he believed would give him a male heir.
Despite, his earlier reasoning that Amelie's departure from the English court was for the best, King Henry couldn't help himself but make his way to the same library he found Amelie and Mr. Holbein the other day. Surely enough, he found Amelie in a light blue dress ornately decorated with small little pearls and laces. Her golden hair kept in place with a pearl headdress. A large blue sapphire resting on top of her ample bosom which sparkled with her large blue eyes.
When Amelie locked eyes with the English King she felt the muscles in her lungs stop as her eyelashes fluttered. She hoped to see the English King again but she didn't want to get her hopes up. She quickly smiled at him and he too returned her a similar smile. It seemed that Amelie was about to say something to the English King and he was just about to approach her but his attention was abruptly interrupted by his advisors Mr. Cromwell and Anne Boleyn's father, two men key to spearheading the King's "Great Matter".
Both Mr. Cromwell and Thomas Boleyn were well aware of King Henry's liking toward Amelie and although Mr. Cromwell held little attention to the Lady Amelie, Mr. Boleyn despised Amelie, perhaps even more than his daughter despised the French girl. Amelie was certain that Mr. Boleyn glared at her as he made sure the King of England walked passed Amelie, making sure the two had no interaction. Amelie was discouraged by this and it showed on her face. Mr. Holbein quickly asked Amelie if something was wrong and Amelie once again resumed her previous neutral smile.
As Amelie sat for her portrait she thought of possible ways she could see the King again. She wanted the opportunity to tell him a proper goodbye and perhaps even something a little more. Amelie knew she still had the option of changing her mind and staying in England with her aunt and brother. Her brother was disappointed to hear about her decision to go back to France. But her aunt seemed relieved, a reaction she did not expect from her and to which Amelie took as a sign she made the right decision. Of course her father, although he initially tried to hide it, was more than happy to hear about his daughter's decision to return back to France with him. Amelie did ask that she be allowed to return to their chateau, rather than going to the French court along with her father. This request was quickly agreed upon by Amelie's father and Amelie had little hesitation regarding her decision to return back to France.
Her only hesitation stemmed from King Henry. Amelie hoped to leave England with being on good terms with the English King. She was unsure when she would come to the English court again, but she was sure, or at least hopeful, that this would not be her last visit to the court where her parents met.
As the day went on the sun was starting to cast longer shadows. Mr. Holbein finally made the announcement that he was finished with Amelie's portrait. Amelie was ready to stand up to inspect her portrait when Mr. Holbein requested her to stay seated. Amelie was confused as he had just told her, her portrait was finished. To ease Amelie's furrowed brows Mr. Holbein chuckled and approached his muse.
"I have been requested by King Henry to make him a small portrait of you," Mr Holbein had a twinkle in his eyes as he said his words joyfully. Holbein found great joy in his works. Especially when he had the opportunity to paint such a beautiful specimen such as Amelie and when his work was commissioned by not only someone he admired but by someone with great power such as King Henry of England.
Amelie blushed when Mr. Holbein spoke and she cocked her head to the side, as if she wanted to question why the King of England would request such a thing. But keeping her lips shut, Amelie sat up straight and rather than the neutral smile she previously held for family's portrait she smiled big enough to show the dimple on her right cheek, a small indent to show her joy. Mr. Holbein noticed this subtle change and he chuckled to himself as he painted the very small portrait of Amelie for the English King.
Amelie then made her own request for Mr. Holbein, her very own small portrait of King Henry of England so that she too can keep a picture of him in a locket, close to her heart. Mr. Holbein agreed and assured her that he would get to this task at once. Amelie thanked him and Amelie returned back to the Saint-Remy apartments taking a long way in hopes to bump into King Henry.
Along the long corridors of the English castle, Amelie didn't bump into King Henry, but she did bump into a familiar face.
"Sir Brandon!" Amelie's thick, foreign French accent ringed happily in Charles' ears.
"Lady Amelie," Charles said with a smile as he bowed to the French ambassador's daughter. Amelie returned Charles a ceremonial curtsy and he offered to escort her to her intended destination.
"I wanted to thank you for your kindness while I was here at the English court," Amelie quickly told Charles.
Charles nodded, "There is no need for you to thank me. But you are really going back to France?"
Amelie nodded her head, "France is my home. I miss it greatly and not only that but I am my father's daughter...where he is,I shall be as well."
"So you're going to accompany him to the French court?" Charles said with furrowed brows, he was certain that King Francis would pounce on Amelie the moment he laid his eyes on her.
Amelie shook her head and let out a playful giggle, "Of course not. Although I have enjoyed your company and especially..." Amelie blushed as she recalled sitting for the very small portrait King Henry requested from Mr. Holbein.
A boyish, teasingly chuckle left Charles' lips as he knew exactly who Amelie was thinking about. He was sorry that Amelie was leaving already before his best friend, King Henry had his chance to deflower the angelic French girl. From the way King Henry talked about Amelie to Charles, Charles sensed that although there was a strong physical attraction King Henry felt regarding Amelie yet there was something more as well. King Henry was interested in Amelie's virtuous lips just as he was interested in her sharp witted mind.
"I cannot speak for..." Charles said with raised playful eyebrows, "But I know I will miss you and I'm certain the person you have also... especially enjoyed will also greatly feel your absence." Charles said with a nod.
Amelie smiled at this statement, but her smile soon turned to a frown when she once again passed Thomas Boleyn for the second time in one day. Thomas Boleyn held little care for both Amelie and Charles and the feelings were mutual for Amelie and Charles as well. Neither party greeted the other and they walked past one another with rolled eyes.
"I should tell my cousin that Sir Thomas Boleyn refused to greet me. I'm sure there's something he could do about that," Amelie muttered under her breath through a clenched jaw.
It was rare to see Amelie so enraged and Charles looked at Amelie with large eyes, "Your cousin?"
Amelie chuckled, "Oh that is what King Francis likes to call himself...he says that we are cousins, at least from our correspondences and from what my father says... Granted that would make my father his uncle but since my father is technically a bastard I'm unsure how official that is..." Amelie said with a noncommittal shrug. "Either way, I do not like him...something about that family," Amelie said with a heavy sigh. "They will at least be very happy that I'll be leaving the English court," Amelie said with a nervous giggle.
A smirk left Charles' lips and he also gave a noncommittal shrug. He wanted to say more but he knew how much the Bolyens, or at least Anne meant to King Henry and alas he decided to keep his lips closed, but he allowed the following words to leave his lips.
"They only feel that way because they know that King Henry cares for you," Charles said with a smile. For a moment Charles wondered how things would be different if it was Amelie and not Anne Boleyn that King Henry was attempting to maneuver into the seat of Queen of England. Charles pondered this for a moment but the idea didn't stick for long as he couldn't see Amelie pushing the King to end his marriage with Queen Catherine of Aragon. Thus perhaps even if Amelie did stay in England, all she would be is a mistress to him, but still a mistress Charles preferred far greater than the Lady Anne.
In Charles mind, the Lady Anne had no right to claim his best friend's love. Yet he didn't want to see Amelie as just a mistress to the King of England. Amelie is a beautiful creature with royal blood running through her veins. Skilled with languages and hunting she's a woman that can hold her own in a world where the female sex is generally only seen as a womb for a male offspring. Charles was unsure when he would see Amelie again, but he only wanted the best for his new friend.
"Could you please pass a message to the King for me?" Amelie said as she turned her head to Charles.
Charles nodded his head as he gave her a friendly smile.
"Tell his Majesty, that if it pleases him to meet me tonight at the balcony where he showed me the stars." Amelie's words first started out with a tremble in her lips but as she spoke she gained confidence.
Charles nodded his head, "I will make sure that the King gets your message," Charles then bowed as they arrived to the Saint-Remy apartments where servants were running around gathering and packing the French ambassador and his daughter's belongings.
"When do you leave?" Charles asked as his eyes studied the rows of luggages already piling in the corridors.
Amelie shrugged her shoulders but Charles' question was answered by a servant.
"The Saint-Remy family will be departing tomorrow morning."
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