The Court of Their Royal Highnesses Queen Marie and King Nicholas.

*Begins to dance by myself in a way that is graceful and unmistakably sexual*.

*muttering to herself, "is that thing way out of key, or does he have a tin ear?" pulls gable hood over ears to attempt to muffle caterwauling sound coming from musical? instrument*

*stifles giggles as she watches Marie's clumsy hoochie dances*

*Since Ann won't see me because of the hood, takes of a shoe and throws it at her*.

*watches her, admireing her grace and beauty*


*enjoying the peace for he knows it will not last*

*still muttering to herself "How he keeps a straight face around that ridiculous giraffe of a woman is beyond me!"*

*Takes off the other shoe and throws it at Anne*.

Tin ear?

*nothing escapes his excellant hearing*

Perhaps you are not used to such classical playing and refinded talents such as mine. Perhaps if you will stop your foul mutterings and listen you can learn to appreciate the finer things such as music and dancing.

sotto voce "Thank God she has these thick curtains otherwise that clodhopper shoe of hers might have hurt me. Music & dancing? Ha! Cats wailing & elephants clomping is more like it!"

And yet you are STILL here *laughs*

Do you really get this much enjoyment out of tormenting my sweet Marie?

Okay, OUT! Maybe your daughter wuldsy have you at her court, but though cannot insult my husband like that! (OOC:I got go).

*jumping out from behind curtain* YES I DO! I loathe Marie. She is the antithesis of everything I wouldst admire in another woman!

OOC See ya later!

(OOC: k ... later )

She insults me not .... I find her quibs amuseing *laughs* and more than slightly pathetic

Seriously Sir Nicholas why do you love Marie? What am I mssing here? Make me understand and then maybe I can leave you 2 in peace.

Oh I see Marie has thou on a mighty short leach and thou canst not speak to evil old Anne alone. How manly thou art not!

*laughs* I doth not believe thou could ever leave Marie in peace but thee asked so I shall tell thee, though I know it shall fall on deaf ears.


I do not think she is the villian so many others wudst have me to believe she is. I do believe she hath made some bad choices in life but who of us hath not. I see a charming, intelligent, beautiful person beneth the sharp tounge she uses to protect herself. I see someone who is capable of great trust and love if someone were willing to give her the same. I also see a Queen who would do good things for this realm if given a chance.

Patience my dear, tis a virtue you know *laughs*

That is lovely but empty like a greeting card. I still cannot comprehend why you care for her.

Patience is a virtue ... for those that hath it.

I do not know how else to explain it .... you know boring people do not have a very good way with words. I am sorry *shrugs*

Understand it or not tis true

*Although Bess's stomach doth great appreciate the alleviation of any nauseating acts betwixt Marie et Nicholas, she wudst have her maman and stepmother treat her old friend with a little more care. Wud that they had known the good Sir Knight's loyal and brave protection of the young Princess Elizabeth in her times of greatest peril afore she took the throne.*

*Despite all this Bess knows Sir Nicholas's true self will soon out when his contented new love doth cease to occupy his every thought. He was long tormented, alone and living beaneath the earth having the life of an animal. Though Bess didst not like surrendoring her friend to the Queen of Scots, she thought it better than allow his baser instincts mask any pain of lost love*

Elizabeth's response to dear Kat Parr:
The Chance To Heal Old Wounds