#catanne

She looked so beautiful, under the rare english sun. Her hair was free, falling in beautiful chocolate waves, her sun tanned skin looked almost ethereal, like one of the tales Mary used to tell me. My cheeks felt aflame, as I reached to touch my actually very hot cheeks, I felt a curious glance upon me and I turned (Oh, god, why did i turn!). 

Gold collided with green and I felt the ground below my feet dissapear, floating into a pool of beautiful amber honey.

And then- you won’t believe it!- she smiled at me! and I felt so...happy! 

Nervously I bowed to her, my queen. But my foot got tangled into my dress as I stumbled. I composed myself quickly and looked at the spanish woman. I saw slight worry in her eyes and my ears burned! I runned towards the bathrooms, I needed to compose myself! She saw-what an embarrasment!

☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡

Today I was assigned to help the queen dress after her bath.

And god... She was so breathtaking!

Her tanned skin reflected the pink and oranges hues of the sunset, her curls freely, I felt my cheeks burn, my hands felt sweaty ( How unproper of a lady!).

Mon Dieu, her skin looked so... silky, so soft, so... desirable.

I had to hold myself so, when I helped her slip into her nightgown and my  hands accidentaly touched her neck, which made the My queen sigh in pleasure.

I blushed, I wanted to explore futher, see what sounds she could make... To feel her hands hold me down, I’ve never craved someone’s touch as much as my queen’s! I will become her closest lady in waiting,! 

Je jure devant Dieu, my Catherine, I will be by your side, my heart is yours.

Oh! je suis désolé, a maid informed me that the King wants to see me. I must go quick! George adviced me of the King’s temper.

Maybe my queen is there too...

toujours à toi

- Anne B.

☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*