Helena, Lady Wiltshire, has been clandestinely meeting the local blacksmith for prayers. Soon, she discovers that she wants to do something more than pray.
At some point, their parting ritual expanded to include brief, friendly embraces and a few kind words of leave-taking. Over the course of weeks, though, they began to linger in each other's arms. One day, the blacksmith leaned down and planted a kiss on Helena's cheek, just in front of her ear. Helena could never be certain of just what she had let on, but that brief kiss occupied her thoughts throughout the days and nights until she saw the blacksmith again. She fervently hoped that she would receive the same parting gesture.
Later that week, they held each other for far longer than could remotely be considered friendly. Each time it seemed as though they might let go, one of them would tighten her arms round the other or simply shift her grip, and there they remained for ages, it felt. At some point during the embrace, Helena became vaguely aware that she desperately wanted Katherine to kiss her. This new awareness prompted her to press a kiss to the point where Katherine's neck joined her shoulder. Katherine tightened her grip for just a moment before she pulled back and took Helena's face in both of her hands. They stared at each other for a long moment while Katherine stroked her cheek as though it were the most precious material on the earth. An intense tingling sensation filled Helena's entire body, and she closed her eyes to maintain her equilibrium. Katherine ran her fingers over her lips before she placed a gentle kiss just to the right of Helena's lips.
“I will see you soon,” she whispered.
Helena's eyes opened in time to see Katherine disappear into the priest hole.