Out of breath and lying on the floor of the Duke's Study in front of the fireplace. Henry was shirtless while she wore one of his tunics because she had gotten hers wet when they were outside…
All they were meant to be doing was making sure their swords were devoid of water and not at risk of rusting from the rain. How did it end up like this?
They were having a serious conversation about their lives and what he wanted for the future of the duchy. He had mentioned bringing the peasants to Chemois so that they would no longer be used to death by their monarch.
Something about the way that Henry was so honorable and kind made Irene's heart melt. She found herself leaning towards him to offer her silent support. A kiss on the cheek should be enough, she decided.
