Well, sorry took so long to put this one up... Was with my cousin, she was visiting you see. Anyhow, this is just a silly little chapter, I hope you like it.
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Once Danielle's back had been tended to, she insisted that Henry stay for supper, to which Jacqueline agrees. "Your Highness, we should be very pleased to serve you a fine meal." She glances to Paulette and Louise, who nod as well. "It would be as fine as a meal as they serve at the palace, but we'll try our best, Highness..."

Henry frowns a little, slipping his arm around Danielle's waist carefully. "My dear, I will refuse to stay if this formality is kept up. For the rest of the evening, I will be called Henry, by all of you, and treated as I am. Danielle's fiancé. Not a prince, or royalty." He breaks into a grin as Danielle pokes his ribs.

"Very well, then you can clean your own dishes as well?" She smirks.

Henry raises a brow at this. "Ah, well... I could... try..."

Danielle laughs, shaking her head and leading him for the kitchen. "At least I might be able to show you how to cook -something-..."
It is then Henry's turn to laugh as Danielle ties a comically undersized apron onto him. "The last time I was in the kitchen, Danielle, I started a fire." Danielle smirks, walking over to help Louise begin preparations. Henry watches them, hesitating before walking to Paulette, asking what he could do.

Danielle sneaks a glance over to Henry, then smirks, as he seems to be having trouble cracking an egg. "Problems, Sir?"

Henry raises a brow, looking up to her. "Of course not..." At that, he hits the egg harder, sending the shell and all into the bowl. "That's not suppose to happen, is it?" He asks innocently.

Paulette shakes her head. "Why don't I crack the eggs, and you can mix up the dry ingredients, Highness?"

"Henry." He corrects.

"Begging your pardon, Mi..." She begins, but Henry shakes his head. "Henry..." The poor woman looks terrified that she just called the Prince of France by his real name. The prince!

The prince just smiles though. "Thank you...."

Danielle leans over, whispering indiscreetly. "Paulette..."

Henry nods. "Paulette."

Without warning, Danielle moves over, dipping her finger into the flour and putting it directly onto Henry's nose. She then moves to help Louise once again.

Henry has other plans, as he pulls the young woman back, leaning down to kiss her deeply. Whilst doing this, he grabs some flour, then tosses it at her, delighting in the laughter that ensues from her.

"Alright, outside, both of you..." Louise says, unable to hold back her smile. "Go on, before I get the broom and push you out."

Danielle laughs more, pulling Henry towards the door leading to the back gardens.

Laughing as well, Henry follows her gladly, slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a kiss. "I can't believe how happy I am with you. How comfortable, and natural. I've never felt like I knew where my place was before. Now all I know, is that you have to be at my side."

Danielle smirks, looking up to him. "Now, Henry, are you really saying that you need a woman to make you a man?"

Without missing a beat, Henry leans down, whispering in her ear. "Yes..."

Danielle felt shivers go through her as she laughs softly, hugging him tightly. "I must admit, that no man has ever made me feel so wonderful."

"Then it is settled, you will marry me."

"I will marry you." She nods.

Henry kisses the top of her head, smiling more. "Those words come from an angel. Am I, a mere man worthy of your love?"

Danielle pokes his ribs. "Henry, if you do not stop underestimating yourself, I'll be forced to take action."

"Oh really? And how do you plan to do that?" He questions with a smirk.

She pokes him again, causing him to jump back a little. "I'll be forced to tickle you." She states simply, now moving to do just that, her fingers assaulting his sides.

He laughs, grabbing her hands before she could poke or tickle him again. "Alright, point taken."

"Well, what would you like to do now, my love?" She asks after a moment.

"I want you to show me everything, the lands, where you grew up. I want to see what you are so deeply passionate about. I want to know how you lived. I want to experience the joy you seem to feel at just walking through the woods." Henry says, looking down to her eyes, pausing when he saw her smiling.

"Be careful, Henry. This kind of passion can be exhausting..." She warns.

"Only around you, am I correct?"

"Are you really sure that you can keep up?"

"I am not about to let you get away again, Danielle." He whispers, sealing the promise with a kiss.

Nothing else was spoken as they walked, Henry holding Danielle's hand protectively in his, until Jacqueline came to the door, calling for both of them to come in for their meals.