New Rulings at the court of Elizabeth

Yes! That is why I suggested my house! But thou art avoiding it like the plague!

*smiles* I am not avoiding it like the plague, I simply want to do things right and proper.

We shall go if it pleases you

Marie have had heard stories of your past, your past husbands ... I wish things to be very diffrent for you this time, I wish you to know love, real love of a husband, not a man who only wants to obtain your power or wealth.

Do you understand?

*begins looks at you as if your speaking Greek*. You don't?

Why do you look at me so? *smiles*

Is it that hard to believe someone shud love you for you? I do not want your crown, power, or wealth. I shud be just as happy to abandon it all, climb aboard one of my mighty ships and travel the world

I'm sorry, but I hate sailing. Truly. Sailing means leaving behind the one's you love, it means instability.

And on that note, I must leave. Good bye Nicky.

*sighs whistfully* and she leaves me again

*smiles* goodnight my dearest

*Elizabeth appears at the door, her once soft face seems as stoney as a carving. The only part of her that seems to not look like rock is her eyes, which are bright red. Elizabeth curtseys before dismissing her ladies and sitting by the window*

*watchs her for a moment, senseing some great power or emotion about her*
*he wonders at length if he should approach or leave her in peace, but concern wins out over any thought that she might just want solitude*

Forgive me if I intrude, are you well my Lady?

*it seems a lame question even to his own ears but it is the only one he could think of quickly that did not seem to pry too heavily*

*without turning round she simply replies:*

Yes, Sir Nicholas. I am quite well, thankyou for your concern.

*even though Elizabeth's powers of deception were normally quite strong, this lie seemed blatantly obvious*

*looks around the room*
*again wonders if he should leave the Lady alone with her thoughts*
*gives the room another sweep of his eyes*

We seem to be alone here, and again if I overstep please do not take offense. But even with out my, lets call it hieghtened sense of perception, I would know that you are not well, something troubles you.

If you wish me to leave you I shall of course.

*as he waits for her to reply the thought occurs to him that her strange behavior may have something to do with thier conversation about Marie, or perhaps his meeting with Elizabeth. Wether it be those issues or some other that troubled her, Lady Woodville knew things that others knew not, she seemed to be tapped into the emotions of those around her. Both talents that must be quite taxing on a gentle soul.

*Elizabeth continues to stare out of the window, almost as if holding back something. She simply waves Sir Nicholas away, whilst she did not mean to appear rude - her gesture was*

*he takes no offense from her gesture, more than anything he feels he deserves it*

I will leave you to your thoughts then *bows and forces a smile*

*he reaches the door and then, with out turning around to look at her, he is compelled to assure her, or perhaos himself.*

I do love Marie, I will treat her well and keep her safe such as I can

*with that he starts to go*

*before Nicholas exits Elizabeth simply, but honestly calls*
I know, *she smiles before frowning and turning back to the water*

*Nicholas turns briefly to look at her*

*he thinks but dose not say* You know a great many things I would expect

*his lips part in a melncholy smile then he turns once more to go*

*nods in acceptance before reasoning that if she wants something done she must do it herself. Elizabeth walks out of the room and out into the gardens, her favourite place. She pulls out something from her pocket, her most treasured possesions. She pulls out what seems to be two locks of hair - one from each of her sons. Elizabeth raises her head up high before cutting out a strand of her own hair, entwining all three and placing them into the water fountain*

Hail Holy Queen of the waters, Hail Melunisa, Hail the bringer of the tide, Hail the source of life!
Let those seperated meet again, for young boy's they are who cannot defend!

*Elizabeth falls to her knees as if she is praying to the fountain itself*

*whispers* Dearest Mother, I beg you. I beg you.

Return my dear boys to me!

*Walks up behind her*. I know that you probably don't wish to speak to me, but I am sincerely sorry for your children. And for you, dearest Grand-mere.

*At first Elizabeth is startled but smiles when she notices Marie*
Dearest Marie, it is nice to hear kind words from thee.
*smiles*

I know, they come so rarely *laughs beautifully*. Art thou praying? *clearly has no idea what Elizabeth was doing*.

*shifty eyes*
Yes, I was praying.
To our lady Mother.
*not like that was a lie, she thinks to herself*

*raises eyebrow at Elizabeth's obvious lie, but says nothing*.

Well, dearest Grand-Mere. I shall grant you some peace, so that thee may be alone in thine prayer. Adieu.

Au revoir Marie, *smiles*

*as soon as Elizabeth can no longer see Marie she begins to recite various chants and incantations*

*Happens to turn around because she forgot something and sees Elizabeth muttering pagan incantations, and runs away quickly*.