Historical romance: The Tudor Rose

1st June

The sunlight streams through the curtain as we lay in each others arms. I am in a tangle of sheets. I reach out and stroke his face as he stares into my eyes lovingly. He grabs my hand softly planting kisses up my arm as I giggle at the tickeliness of his lips.
"Good morning to you to!" I joke giggling. He grins as he reaches my lips wavering for a moment before I push his lips against mine craving his taste. I run my hands through his hair yearning his kisses. "I love you so much it hurts!" He whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine.
"I love you too more than anything." I reply smiling.

Then he touches my bare stomach and the baby kicks. The feeling is enlightening. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before.
"We made this! My goodness how amazing that thought is. We are to be parents in a few months." He says kissing my stomach.
"I suppose we should get up. Your kingly duties will be calling you!" I laugh.
"I think this bed is calling me more laying next to my beautiful wife to be." He replies reluctantly getting up. He pulls his shirt on over his chest I crawl over to his side of the bed wrapping my arms around him kissing his cheek. I am completely naked with a cloth bedspread barely covering me. He turns around looking at me. "Did you really have to put your shirt on?" I flirt lifting up his shirt to feel his toned stomach.
"I'm afraid if I went into court like this I would get a few funny looks! I will safe it just for you." He flirts.

He kisses me and I let the bedspread go and stand in front of him smiling as he wraps his arms around me. "And you are the only man for me." I reply as he kisses the top of my head.
"You better keep it that way! I'd kill any man that even looks at you." He half jokes showing his possessiveness over me.
"I like the feistiness in your voice it's really...sexy!" I flirt. I walk to the other side of the room feeling his eyes watch me.
"How you play with me!" He says smiling. I shrug my shoulders and grin. We get dressed in our undergarments although neither of us want to go out and see people tongues would wag if we stayed in bed all day. I don't want to labelled as a common tart no more than the king wants people to think of him as a man that sleeps with women all day. I slip my corset on and tie it loosely and certainly not as well as Mabel. I put a green dress on that Mum must have left outside the door. I place it over my head with some difficulty before I burst out in laughter as my head is trapped under a massive pile of fabric.
"Here let me help you!" The king laughs pulling the dress carefully over my head.
"Thank you!" I reply going red from embarrassment. He touches my cheeks and brings my eyes to look at his.
"Don't ever be embarrassed with me. We are to have no secrets in this relationship. We must trust each other completely if not for ourselves but for the child. Should we get married in secret today with my brother and your mother as witness? I cannot wait a moment longer. I love you to much to wait!" He says flippantly. I gasp in shock.
"Of course! I was thinking the same thing. However we must have the correct documents signed and we must get the priests blessing." I say squealing in delight.