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[anneotherboleyn]

If only because she could not escape the dual ghosts of her mother and the Queen of France taking her to task for ignoring an event, Anne had put on a lovely green dress and stopped by the Mardi Gras party. No mask, so that her presence could be noted by anyone who wished to, and then she left, for she could not abide any more of that foolish

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[likes_to_bite]

Sunny looks up from the drawing of the giant cat she's working on on the floor, and her mouth parts at the lady who just walked in.

Duck and Geoffrey say it's not nice to stare, but she can't help herself, sticking the crayon in her mouth like it's edible.

[anneotherboleyn]

Anne could not have said why she knew so many children here. Certainly, she was not very good with them, not as her blessed sister Mary, nor even in Henry's jovial, selfish way. Childhood had been a burden and something to grow out of as quickly as possible.

"Good day," she said to the child, unsure of what else to say at all.

[likes_to_bite]

Sunny forgets to even say hello.

She takes the crayon from her mouth, sitting up a little. "Are you a princess?"

[anneotherboleyn]

"I was a Queen," Anne said. No, she had never been a Princess, something her enemies had been all to happy to point out-- though of good blood and breed, Anne was not as Katherine had been, a Princess of the Blood. Damn her.

[likes_to_bite]

A queen's even better than a princess, and Sunny looks suitably impressed.

"Do you have a castle and a horse and...and knights to kill the bad dragons that want to eat everybody?" she asks, her interest making her sit up.

[anneotherboleyn]

"I used to live in a castle," Anne said. "Many castles, depending on the progress of court. I had a favorite horse and oh, I had knights." Unfortunately, she'd gone and married herself to the dragon.

[likes_to_bite]

Sunny gazes at the woman, imagining it. In her head, where she's envisioning all these things, they possibly look like the watercolor illustrations in her favorite book.

"Were there faeries, too?"

[anneotherboleyn]

"Not of the sort you're imagining," Anne said, a bit cautious that some adult was monitoring them. She didn't quite trust herself with children. "We acted the part many times in plays for the king."