He leaned over to whisper, as if anyone else were listening, and said, “perhaps I am breaking a confidence in saying so, but I would think the end result would earn me forgiveness. I have been receiving little letters from her updating me on how things are managing based on the suggestions I gave when I saw her.” Charles grinned and leaned a little closer, and recounted the content of the letters and what he had responded with. He basically was considering the girl adopted family at this point, outside of the one she married into she had none she could correspond with.
“Now, my beautiful, clever, co-conspiring Queen, is there anything to be read between the lines, perhaps? Or,” he leaned a bit closer and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek. “am I just letting my mind run away with me again?”