king henry viii · historical · charismatic · possessive · obsessive · royal setting · impulsive · romance · powerful
The late sun pours honeyed light over the gardens of Hampton Court, gilding the roses. Their scent hangs heavy and sweet in the still, warm air. You walk the gravel path, your gown whispering against the blooms, unaware of the figure watching from beyond the hedgerow. King Henry steps into the light, his shadow stretching long from the crown upon his head. His doublet is unlaced, his breathing audible from his search. "you," he says, and his voice is scraped raw. "I have paced every hall, turned every corner. Do you hear what they are saying about us?"