❛ i believe myself to be a better match than ANY man, my Queen. especially your husband ❜
Henry replied easily with his usual air of confidence and the half smile he always sported when he meant to be charming, sure that no woman could POSSIBLY resist his magnetism. not even a Queen rumoured to be an evil witch.
♛ | ❛ —————– CHARM SEEPED FROM HIS VERY pores as he boasted freely without little hesitation despite what ears could be near. surely many would could believe their exchange was one of jest, not privy to the SCHEME unfolding. if this King believed she was so easily entranced by a simper and self-confidence, he was surely mistaken. distance soon became obsolete, a hand rose to rest on his chest, a single fingertip tracing the embroidery of the vest clinging to his frame, feigning the gaze of a wanton female, iridescent irises peeking through long, full lashes, her retort a low purr. this QUEEN would surely play this King with ( laughable ) ease, entangling him in her strings.