A/N:Greenfield again. We both love this song, so much, and thought it would be perfect for George's thoughts on Elizabeth. Just the way you are by Bruno Mars. Please read and review!

Oh her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying

Elizabeth rose from the bed and pulled a robe around her naked body, darting a quick glance towards George, thinking that he was sleeping. He was not – he was simply watching her, silently, in the darkness. She pulled out a little dark wood trunk from under the bed and sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, leaning over the box. Her blue eyes glittered with satisfaction and slight exhaustion in the weak candlelight, sparkling with love when she glanced once more at his perfectly still form. Her checking on him made him more determined to watch her and see what she was doing. Besides, he wanted to know what was in the box. As she sat, her hair rolled down her back in a red-brown wave. She grew impatient with it and pinned it up messily.

She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day
Yeah I know, I know
When I compliment her
She won't believe me
And its so, it's so
Sad to think she don't see what I see

He wondered why she always denied it when he told her that she was beautiful. He whispered it to her every night before they slept, and she always just rolled her eyes and turned away from him, not believing that he was telling the truth.

She opened the box with her nimble fingers, leaning over it protectively, though he could still see. It was a warm night, and she had obviously noticed – checking once again that George was 'asleep', she shrugged out of the robe and sat there in the golden light, completely naked. George had to stop himself from grabbing her and letting her know that he most certainly was awake.

But every time she asks me do I look okay
I say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are

The smile on her face was stunning as she lifted a stack of parchment from the box. She flipped through the notes, her cheeks flushed with warmth and her eyebrows raised as if what she was reading was a pleasant shock to her, even though she had obviously read it many times. She put the papers to one side and George recognised his own signature at the bottom of the page. She had kept all the letters that he had ever sent her. He smiled.

Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh, her laugh
She hates but I think its so sexy

Her lips, the colour of crimson blood, were still set in a warm smile as she continued to pull things out of the box – a golden mask, a sash from a masquerade. He studied her smiling mouth hungrily, remembering the taste of them, sweet as honey, and the softness of them, like the skin of a peach. As she pulled out another item she laughed softly, a mere echo of her usual laugh, like the pealing of bells, which she always tried to cover up. He himself suppressed a laugh when he saw the white feather that she had pulled out, from the mask she had worn in Calais.

She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day
Oh you know, you know, you know
I'd never ask you to change
If perfect is what you're searching for
Then just stay the same

She was all he could have ever wanted, and so much more. She expressed a glow that kept his eyes always on her, his mind always thinking of her, his heart aching over her. Elizabeth shifted her position and laid on her belly, so that she was far too close to him, wonderfully so. She found the seal of office from the King that he had given her on her first day of court, when she so desperately wanted to know anything and everything about Bluff King Hal and court life. Her skin glowed pale and luminous as the moon while she studied the seal, then put that, too, to one side.

So don't even bother asking
If you look okay
You know I say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are

It amazed George, even now, that she was his, all his, and that she had fallen for him as deeply as he had for her. He had seen the way that men looked at her, how much they wanted her, and could only be grateful that he had gotten there first. For a woman so desirable, she had never seemed to desire any other man.

She yawned, obviously exhausted, and decided to look at the rest of the box's contents another time. As she put the items back into the box, George saw that a few of the tips of her nails were caked slightly in his blood. His back and chest were still stinging from her scratches, but somehow it only made him love and want her more.

The way you are
The way you are
Girl you're amazing
Just the way you are

"Elizabeth?" he whispered at last, his voice small from being unused for so long. She jumped, her eyes widening.

"Heavens, you startled me! Have you been awake for long?" she did not sound as if it would bother her too much if he had, but he thought that she might like the idea of her box being private from him. So he shook his head.

"No, not long at all. You must be tired. Come to bed" he pulled back the sheets for her and she smiled, settling in beside him.

"You must be tired, too" she offered with a mischievous smile, running her fingers over his lips, "I definitely am. I ache all over"

"Then you definitely want to sleep?"

She sensed the disappointment in his voice and weakened for a moment. Then she strengthened her resolve.

"Yes" she said, giggling, "I think you have had enough for tonight"

She snuggled against him and closed her eyes. He drank in the sight of her one last time before he fell asleep.

When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are