Welcome Sir Nicholas

Oh, I see, I am to late. *Sighs*. Once again, Elizabeth has taken something of joy from me. *goes away*.

*watches Marie leave*

It seems you were correct Lady Woodville, Marie has tired of her "toy"

*frowns sadly*

*Comes back enraged*. I have tired of NO-ONE! I never looked at you as a toy, NEVER. Lady Woodville said that, not I. She said you would tire of me, and take a mistress! And you obviously love my cousin, not I. I shall bow out gracefully, rather than be pushed aside.

If I have tired of anything it is being treated as a something to be possessed

*frowns sadly*

And more than that I grow weary of people assuming what I want or what I will do. How can anyone else know my heart when I do not know it well enough.

If I hurt you with my statement I am sorry, I was myself feeling wounded. Join us please if it is what you wish, do not run away because you persume to know the thoughts or desires of others

*giggles mischieviously while looking awkward*

*ignores LAdy Woodville's giggles and wonders to himself if he were not better off at sea and away from women all together*

*giggles louder*

Okay, Sir, I shall. *Sits down*. Shall I play the lute while you play the pianoforte?

*smiles fondly*

That would be lovely

My Lady Woodville, if you are done giggleing, *laughs* will you accompany us with your sweet voice?

*Starts the beginning lines of "I will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor*.

*smiles beneth a raised brow*

intresting selection my Lady

Yes it is, is it not? *Smiles ironically*. Maybe the Marie's could come and dance for us?

ah perhaps so *smiles*

Perhaos together you and I can bring some joy and merriment to this court tonight *charming grin*

*Raises an eyebrow* I would love to bring merriment with you.

*laughs rather nervously, a slight blush tingeing his pale cheeks*

oh Marie, how beautiful and charming thou are when you are not angry with me or schemeing

Thank you. *Laughs charmingly*, then I'm afraid you'd best savor it while it lasts.

I joke, Nicholas, as long as Elizabeth is here you shalt never see me at my best. We were born to be enemies; It is God's will.

But when she's not, I am glad to show you all that I have to offer. All of it.

What are we singing? Perhaps we could form a band. My voice is lengendary you know *pouts and tosses hair*

We are singing Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive".

Marie it is a pity that is so, Elizabeth has been my dear friend for many years. But I shall try to remain nuetral in so much as I can *winks*

And I will indeed savor these moments and hope to share many more, I should like to know you better. *smiles beneth a raised brow * I think you have much to offer.


My Lady Woodville your voice is legendary as it should be ... nothing so sweet have I heard before in all my travels to distant lands *smiles warmly*

Yes I do, I have much to offer. My cousin and I, in a different time or circumstances could have been good friends. But fate has conspired against us.

And do not blame me if I try to flirt you out of neutrality *Laughs*.


I see you are wearing the cloak I gave you *Raises eyebrow*.
I must go, Nicholas. I am sorry, I shall be back later.

Thou shant hear me complain in the least of your flirting and the cloak I adore and can not be with out *smiles*


Go if you must, and I shall await your return with impatience *charming smile*

Well, your waiting has now ended. How was thine Sunday spent? In prayer, I hope.

*smiles broadly, his eyes lite with mischief*

It has been spent pining after you of course

Of course it was *Rolls eyes*. Even when you had Elizabeth to occupy you, you thought of me? That is true devotion! *Laughs*.

*laughs*

My dearest Marie are you jealous?