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There was very little in the world that could match Anne’s love of art. She had been fascinated ever since she had come to court, and the position she had taken up at Francis’s side, even briefly, had been won by her mind and appreciation for fine things as much as by her beauty. It was scarcely a surprise, then, that she had struck up an interest in Giovanni de Melzi. She had met him briefly over the years, but immediately been impressed - not only by the works he had striven to complete, but by the man himself. It was only natural that, upon finding out that he was in England at the same time as she, that she should request to see him.
“Monsieur, it is so very wonderful to see you again.” When he entered her chambers, Anne had already bounced to her feet, expression alight with almost girlish delight. “Come. Sit. I must hear everything about what you have been doing since we saw each other last - where you have been, what you have done. But - here. I must remember my manners.” She came closer to him, nodding her head in greeting as she offered her hand to him. “You look so very well.”