Oddments
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Pairing: Thomas Cromwell/ Elizabeth Wyckes Cromwell
Prompt #24: Love
Cromwell couldn't suppress his smile, even if the taken aback King did have him worried. Elizabeth certainly knew how to make an impression – and an exit. Henry stood in the doorway simply staring as she stormed through the hall and burst through the door to the passage way beyond.
"If I might inquire, how did you meet your wife?" The King asked still looking after Elizabeth, though she was gone. Thomas's smile turned wistful at the memories, though his worry grew.
"We grew up together." He was the son of an alehouse keeper, she a clothier's daughter. It as common knowledge he was not of noble stock, but just how far he'd risen was a true shock.
"Childhood romance?"
"I suppose, although I did not know I loved her until I returned from school. I was running an errand and she was at the Clothier's shop. She asked me a question and I knew I was going to marry her." It was probably too much to share but he couldn't help himself.
"What was it?" The King asked turning to face his Secretary.
"Hmm?" For a moment Thomas was lost in a memory.
"What was it she asked you?"
"Thomas Cromwell! Hidden under any girls' beds lately?" Thomas Cromwell, a young lawyer fresh from school was stopped in the door of the Clothier's Shop by a familiar voice and an impish smile.
"I, um, don't recall."