I was getting some fussing that there was MORE of the Sanc wanted so…fine lol here is a second shot. Back to where it all started……
Lilly looked up from her place in the castle rose gardens she felt as if someone was watching her. Which was silly on so many levels as a Princess of the blood she was always being watched. This was different though it was something else. Finally her deep blue eyes rested on a tree just off to the left of one of her favorite rose bushes. That is when she spotted it, she was not sure what it was some strange looking bit of cloth, brown like a peasant might wear with stripes? It was hard to tell from this distance setting her book down on the stone bench she slowly stood and making sure her skirts didn’t get muddy she walked to the tree to investigate. Lilly had been born with a curious nature something she got from both of her parents. Upon reaching the tree she indeed found a man behind it he was peering out the other side of the tree and what was he wearing? It was the strangest outfit she had ever seen and that was saying something. Tipping her chin up some however she spoke clearly.
“Sir what are you doing in the King’s Garden?”
Lilly watched as the man jumped startled and turned to look at her. When he did her eyes widened a little, perhaps he was dressed strange but he was handsome. An almost angelic face with high cheek bones, lush lips and deep brown eyes.
“Whot?!”
She blinked slightly at the man’s blurt. As he cleared his throat and looked at her.
“I mean…I was..looking for something that shouldn’t be here. I. Not meaning to be rude.”
“Looking for something that shouldn’t be here?”
“Oh well nothing you should worry about….your eyes are very blue.”
She tilted her head some he sure was a bit all over the place. “Thank you, but you shouldn’t be here.”
“Ah yes the King’s Gardens you say which King?”
Lilly widened her eyes some WHICH KING? Though she managed to keep a calm tone in reply, “Why the Only King there is in England Sir. Edward my Uncle.”
“Which one?”
“Of all the…” she stopped herself she was supposed to be less rash yes less rash, “You may know him by his often called title The Black King.”
“Oh that King”
Now the man looked a bit nervous she smiled a bit, “He is not so bad as that…”
“Your Uncle you said?”
She nodded some despite the oddity of him being in the garden and his dress which was just well she could not..what kind of shoes were those? Something about the man was drawing, “Yes he is my Uncle my Mother is his Sister Annabelle.”
“So that would make your Father?”
“William Thatcher.”
At that Lilly noticed the man smile and well that nearly made her heart fall into her shoes. What was wrong with her?
“The man who changed his Stars and married a Princess of the Blood.”
