He nodded to Anne, returning her smile with a smirk of his own. "It's settled then, I'll be pleased to mention a word or two about your betrothal. Nothing like a wedding to scatter the clouds. Especially a royal Tudor wedding!" He gently patted her on the arm as they approached the presence chamber, leaning in closer and whispering to her, "You are making me proud, keep up at it."
Then Henricus straightened up, standing tall and true to his regal nature, a look of determination on his hardened features. At that, together with Anne, he proceeded to the presence chamber, where the king greeted his knights companions, Clan elders, vampires and lycans, who were already assembled there.