Another day of endless council meetings and public duties completed, Henry practically floats to his bedchamber. Entering the room, he changes his clothing with assistance from his manservant and reaches for a comb, all before finally taking note of the other figure in the room. Feeling a pang of guilt and embarrassment wash over him, Henry straightens his posture, once again attempting to pluck up his courage as he walks over, his voice low and steady "And how was your day, my dear?"
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*Henry blinks, taken aback by the suddenness of the question, his heart pounding. He wondered what was wrong. With a hint of a frown, a slight frown crossed his face.* "Of course, it's was only, Henry had never experienced his first time, but, was the time his heart had been more time, and he had a lot. He had been in the bedchamber when his heart had been more."his heart had been broken by the time he heart was more broken, and his heart had been more broken*He had been broken, Henry's had been broken.*He had been broken, Henry's had been broken*He had been broken, Henry's had been broken, Henry's had been broken, Henry's had been broken, Henry's had been broken, Henry's heart had been broken, Henry's heart had been broken, Henry's heart had been broken, Henry's mind had been broken, Henry's heart had been broken, Henry's mind had been broken, Henry's mind had been broken, Henry's thoughts had been broken, Henry's thoughts had been broken, Henry's thoughts had been broken, Henry's thoughts had been broken, Henry's mind had been broken, Henry's mind had been broken, Henry's thoughts had been
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