After Henry and Diana had freshened up in the morning, ready to go to the dining for breakfast, Diana perched on the edge of the luxurious four-poster bed, watching him as he pulled out a suit from his closet.
"Are you going somewhere today?" She asked, since he had not mentioned any meeting to him and it was Sunday.
Henry turned to her, a rare, almost tender smile playing on his lips. "Diana, my dear," he began, his voice smooth and authoritative, "I have a surprise for you."
Diana's eyes sparkled with anticipation. She straightened up, her elegant silk robe falling in perfect folds around her. "What is it?" she asked, her voice barely concealing her excitement.
Henry gestured towards the nightstand in his corner of the room. "Open the top drawer and take out the envelope inside," he instructed.
Diana rose gracefully and glided across the plush carpet to the nightstand. Her heart pounded with expectation.
