Henry laughed. "They've all got their own kings now," he noted with something that was almost like pride. "Jane, Anne, even Anna. I'm happy to see them moving on and being happy." He glanced at Gabriella. "The way I am," he added.
He scratched briefly at his chin, thinking. "They've opened up a new restaurant here at the hotel," he recalled. "Out for dinner, but not too far. And then back up here for movies... or whatever strikes our fancy."
Sliding closer to Gabriella again, Henry leaned in and kissed her. "I like this," he told her, voice a little more soft and serious, "I like this very much."