so full of this adventure;

[fantasies]

Who: Henry and YOU
What: INVESTIGATION
When: Sometime this afternoon
Where: Out in the castle courtyard
Rating: pg for fairytale nonsense

[Henry is doing research.

Between all he castle's changes and Arya's loss, he hasn't had a lot of time to do it. But today he's doing it out in one of the castle courtyards, because the library was stuffy, and the pup Robb gave him was antsy. He has books all around him, and a journal separate from the castle's open in his lap, where he's taking painstaking notes. August wanted to rewrite his book, the book the castle took from him, and he's going to make sure it's as complete as possible.

However, a disproportionate number of the books are open to 'Rumpelstiltskin.'

Henry's wolfdog pup, still full of energy, is running about around him, pawing at dirt and sticking his nose into bushes (and occasionally Henry's lap). But he never wanders too far away from Henry himself.

He comes close to nudge Henry's shoulder with his nose, and Henry reaches up to pat his head.]

Don't worry, boy, I'm almost done. We can race after.

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[fantasies]

[He pushes them towards her, and scoots up closer so that he can watch while she writes.]

[ensorceler]

[ He'll find her handwriting to be very fine; tight and slanted, with a perfected swirl to every letter to emphasize the beauty of each statement. And without the journal to help translate, he may suffer some old english spelling but we won't.

To the little Lord Henry,

May this prayer help guide your heart, as other will to come. May it soothe your soul, as you learn of His Almighty grace and love. May you know yourself to be in my prayers forever and a day, and should you think of me so do I bid you pray for me in turn.

Yours in the fondest of affections,
Anne Boleyn

And after that the prayer follows. It's painful not to sign as 'Anne the Queen', but by now she has been forced to become used to it. Once it's all through, she carefully hands it back. ]

When you feel comfortable, I will teach you more.

[fantasies]

[He takes it from her and immediately squints at the page. He mouths along to the words -- they're easier to understand that way -- but only gets about halfway down the page before he smiles up at her.]

Thanks. I'll practice, I promise.

[Anything can help.]