late 1495 - She felt his hand tensing on the lower of her back at the words of the young envoy. Both Henry’ and Elizabeth’s forms, covered by mourning-black for the loss of their late princess Elizabeth, melted into one. The Queen dared to look up at her husband’s eyes –sadness was still there, but now escorted by anger and disbelief. “Are you certain, boy?” he whispered between his thin lips. “Yes my Lord. Several agents informed us that James of Scotland received the pretender with great marks of distinction and respect.” (x)
I have just noticed Alec’s reaction. Like look at his face, his eyes are on Magnus, as if proud, awed, amazed, thankful. Then his face turns to wonder as he looks to the papers going every where, even if it’s like a party trick to Magnus it isn’t to Alec. He is so adorable.