Henry laughed, then waved a hand. "Please don't take that the wrong way. I was just thinking that my own marriage did not start out on the most romantic of footings, either." He took a long drain of his wine.
"You see, Catherine was originally married to my older brother, Arthur, the man everyone in England assumed would take the throne after our father. Arthur passed away first, and I married Catherine after my father's death. I was..." Henry shook his head. "I was not enamored of the betrothal, but I did come to care for her majesty very much."
He smiled wryly. "Even if history seems to say differently."