Charles let Anne settle in and mould herself against him, holding the woman tight and kissing her back. He hadn't anticipated her being up for anything more strenuous than this after her ordeal, and so was content to let Anne find some comfort this night.

After a few moments, he carried Anne to the bed and laid her down, then followed her soon after. There was no telling what the next day would bring, and whether there might be hell to pay for his actions, but so long as Anne was safe and sound, Charles knew he could weather whatever storm approached.

[OOC: Seems like a nice place to wrap up?]