Who: Lady Greymore<br/>Where: on the way to the room assigned to the Greymore's<br/>With: Lord Greymore<br/>When: Day 1, not long before dinner<br/><br/>Vivienne had taken Archibald's hand and led him to their room. She was a bit worried about her husband and hoped that they wouldn't have to take their leave. She did wonder about what was wrong with him. "Maybe you're just overwhelmed after what you've found out about the weekend?" Vivienne inquired and wondered if that was it, she doubted it but couldn't hurt to ask.<br/><br/>A blush came over her face as he said that he smelled something different about her. Oh goodness, he could smell the change? She shook it off because there was no possible way that he could know. They got to their room and she got him inside. "Come, let's get you out of these clothes for a bit, you do feel quite warm,<em>mon chéri.*</em>She was trying to get his mind off of what he was talking about, but one look at his eyes and she knew that he meant to find out the answer to that question.<br/><br/>"I desire to stay. I am curious. After I left you, I ventured outside for some air and Henry found me. We spoke, one thing led to another and we were together." The blush was back and she wondered how her husband would react to this. It hadn't been J.F., so she'd had been within his wishes.<br/><br/>(* mon chéri=my darling)