Hello! This is an extra bonus histories!fic I wrote because I'm greedy and the two I managed to get myself in the ficathon weren't quite enough. I'm posting it now in a blatant attempt to harness any waves of expectation currently sweeping the world due to imminent deadline-ness.

Title: The bet; or, Summer Lovin'
Play: vaguely Henry VIish
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Richard not yet Gloucester, let alone III / Margaret of Anjou; Margaret/Suffolk
Rating: PGish

It had been a horribly dreary week. We were staying with the Yorks and there was literally nothing to do. Pole was around, but Henry kept sending him off on stupid errands, and I was expected to spend every day with the Duchess and her ladies. Sometimes I wonder whether my husband knows more than he lets on.
It was not until the fourth night, towards the end of dinner that he finally sat next to me.( Read more... )