That gown was positively gorgeous on her. Henry's eyes stayed on her face with some difficulty; they wanted so badly to stray down and admire her lovely chest. He offered her a brilliant smile and thanked her, walking inside to stand very close to her. Of course, he had no idea that people were brought in from different times, so this closeness was perfectly natural. He believed this was the same Anne who would soon become his wife.
"My Love," he said, taking her hand in his and kissing it, letting his lips linger there a little longer than necessary. "Ah, it has been too long since I last kissed you."