To Save My Son, I Would Plot

I Want To Take You For Pleasure, And Hold You In My Arms For Desire. I Want You To Know That It Is Your Kiss That I Want, Not Another Heir To The Throne. You Can Know That I Love You, Quite For Yourself, When I Come To Your Bed, And Not As The York’s Broodmare.” I Tilt Back My Head And Look At Him Under My Eyelashes. “you Think To Bed Me For Love And Not For Children? Isn’t That Sin?” His Arm Comes Around My Waist And His Palm Cups My Breast. “i Shall Make Sure That It Feels Richly Sinful,” - Edward Iv To Elizabeth Woodville -

True Obedience Can Only Happen When You Secretly Think You Know Better, And You Choose To Bow Your Head. Anything Short Of That Is Just Agreement, And Any Ninny-in-waiting Can Agree.

It Is Not Love That Matters, Mistress Boy, It Is What You Choose To Do With It. What’d You Choose To Do With Yours?

I Put The Charm Bracelet Away In The Purse And Return It To My Jewel Case. I Don't Need A Spell To Foresee The Future; I Am Going To Make It Happen.

... All That That I Learn Just Teaches Me That I Know Nothing.