My back shamelessly savors his caress, bending like a cat's to make the most of his touch. Momentarily my mind wonders how Robert can know exactly what to do, but the fleeting thought drowns in sentiment and sensation for now. I place my hand gently on the side of his face, and almost purring, I kiss him over and over again, my lips leaving his only to rain a dozen kisses along the side of his nose and eyes and forehead while my fingers play with the curls of his dark hair. I close my eyes and my cheek brushes against his skin.. of course it's a yes, my love... the first of many..., I whisper back, then kiss him again and my arms pull him close. Being in his lap gives me the height advantage this time and I inhale the scent of his hair while his breath on my throat and upper chest.

I then pull back, and become mometarily more serious though the sparkling in my eyes shows how thin the veneer is. I glance towards the discreet guards, and then back to Robert. This makes it official then.. sealed with a kiss, as it should be. I think we will have a tournament here to start the celebrations - and then we can sail for the wedding at Guyenne. And later, the castle of Isle de France.