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Anne Boleyn ([personal profile] ensorceler) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs 2013-02-26 05:01 am (UTC)

His response earns a smile, though it is muddled with desperation and even the barest touch of wariness. Because still, now, she is thinking he might just be a cheat and a traitor-to-be. As ought to be anybody she is so quick to hire on any job. She could barely trust anyone she made use in England, why would it be any different in a land she doesn't even know?

"Yes," Anne breathes out in a relief she knows she shouldn't feel. Does it matter that she doesn't technically own any lands? She will make her research and then her claim, it is inevitable. "Yes, you would have to be of poor judgment were you to. I would have you find the mistaken soul who took my daughter, and bring him to me to judge under God's will." Death would come with her next command, there should be no mistake about that, but she would rather see it in this case. Anyone who hurts Elizabeth...

Her hands clasp one of his betwixt them, hardly noticing at all how frigid she must feel, and she brings it up to hover before her mouth as she whispers out, eyes drifting closed with a shudder. "There will be justice, and then I can sleep without dreams."

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