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The rest of the month, I spent most of my free thoughts on how I was going to spend my life serving a man who already disregarded me without even knowing me. If I were a man I would cheat, but I could hardly arrange that, so what would I do? Maybe I was writing him off too quickly. He surely deserved more than one chance.
There was a jousting match in late August, which he was to participate in, as he was recently knighted because of his sister's exploits with the king, and I was sitting in the stands with the queen when he approached her and bowed at her feet.
"I would ask the heavens for favor after your majesty's." He told her, and she laughed.
"Shouldn't you be begging the favor of your betrothed, Sir George Boleyn?" She asked him pointedly. I had to fight not to laugh aloud.
"I am blind to anyone else because of your shining nature. You are a flawless diamond, the others just semi-precious stones."
"Be gone, silly Boleyn." She chided him, but she was smiling, obviously charmed, as everyone is with my betrothed. Everyone, and sadly enough, that everyone included me. My eyes actually lit up as he walked towards me, but I realized that it was to get to his sister, Mary. He spoke to Mary quietly, and I noticed that she handed him a piece of cloth from her dress. Interesting.
"George, I would offer you my favor, for a small price." I said to him after he finished with speaking to Mary and turned to leave. At first, I thought he would ignore me, which would have been mortifying, as I spoke loudly enough for everyone around to hear, but he turned around and looked at me with complete disinterest. Hardly any better.
"What would that price be?" He asked lazily.
"Your favor." I said, this time a bit softer.
"I've none to give." He said shortly. I opened my mouth to respond, but none came. What could I say? He turned and left without another word and when I looked toward Mary and Anne they had little smiles on their faces that made my insides burn.
I was quickly learning that the Boleyns are hardly any good unless they can gain something from your favor; and I, being nothing but a baron's daughter with a dowry in the control of my father, did not fall into that category.