Margaret Tudor (sassy_margaret) wrote in tudorcourt, |
She knew the risk they were running but she couldn't help him and when he reached out for her ... she didn't pull away. She gave a half hearted smile, it was obvious she was glad he was there ... even if she had other things on her mind.
She gave a small pivot in his grasp, her hand coming up to pull her curled tresses aside so he would loosen the laces of her dress. She peered over her shoulder to look back toward him. "Please," was all she said