Anne gave a soft little sound at the feeling of his fingers tracing along her back. Any little touch he gave her was pure heaven and made all her worries fade into nothingness.

"Good," she replied softly, leaning in to kiss his forehead, then kiss his lips once again. She pulled away slowly, settling in beside him again, leaning a little against his body, not putting pressure on him, just enough so that he knew she was there, right beside him.

And would remain there.

"Then are you happy, Majesty?" Anne asked. "Is there anything I can do to make you happier?"