Jane
While Jane had showed him the image of the costume she'd been planning to wear, nothing could quite prepare him for the sight of the woman walking-- no, very nearly strutting her way into the great room. She was a vision of flesh and bronze twists, her outfit absolutely tantalising.
He moved quickly to greet her, leaning in for a quick kiss on her lips before giving Jane a broad smile. "As I thought," Henry said, "you look almost unforgivably smashing in your costume."