Hello everyone and welcome to my new story Janerella. I just want to get a few things straight before I start. I changed the birth-dates of some of the characters. This story will start in early April of 1509 and go to the year 1510. Anne Boleyn and Jane Seymour have the birth-date of 1494 making them 15 in the first chapter and then sixteen in the next chapter. Mary Boleyn whose date of birth will be 1493 making her 16 in the first chapter and then 17 in the next chapter. Finally Henry VIII's birth-date will be 1489. Later on I'll post more changed ages for characters that will be appearing.
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Janerella
Chapter 1
Once upon a time in the small country of England there lived a widowed gentleman. This gentleman was John Seymour and he lived in his country manor called Wolf Hall. John Seymour lived with his kind and fair beauty daughter called Jane. John loved his daughter but he was sad that she didn't have a mother because her mother died when she was young. When Jane turned 15 John felt that his daughter needed a mother to teach her to be a proper English woman so he decided to marry. John married Elizabeth Boleyn who was also a widow. Elizabeth Boleyn had two daughters from her previous marriage. The eldest was Mary who was sixteen a year older than Jane. The younger daughter was Anne who was fifteen the same age as Jane. The new family got along well until two months later John died suddenly. John Seymour's death would reveal the true colors of Lady Elizabeth Boleyn and her daughters.
England, April 1509
The funeral of John Seymour was very simple. When he was buried four people remained. They were Elizabeth Boleyn her daughters Mary and Anne and her stepdaughter Jane Seymour. Elizabeth shed only a few tears for her second husband. Jane shed the most tears for her father which caused Mary and Anne to glare at her. After several moments of no one speaking to each other Lady Elizabeth spoke.
"Come girls we best be headed home." she said.
"Yes Mother." replied both Mary and Anne.
They started to leave to go back to Wolf Hall but Elizabeth noticed that Jane still hadn't left the grave.
"Jane come." Elizabeth said in a impatient tone.
"Yes ma'am." Jane replied timidly.
Jane followed her stepmother and stepsister's back to Wolf Hall. When they got there Jane sat down on a stone bench that overlooked the pond on the property. Both Lady Elizabeth and her daughters entered the manor.
"Mother are you just gonna let her sit out there or are you gonna tell her about her fate." Anne said as she glared at her mother.
"Be patient my dear daughter. Let us wait for her to come in." Elizabeth told her daughter.
While Elizabeth was speaking to both of her daughters. Jane sat on the stone bench gazing at the lake thinking. She thought about the wonderful times she spent with her father before he had died suddenly. She wondered what life would be like now that he was dead and what would happen in the future. Sighing she stood up and went inside. When she got inside she went up the stairs to her room but she was stopped by her stepmother's voice.
"Where do you think your going." Lady Elizabeth asked in a cold voice.
"I am going to my room." Jane replied as she turned around to look at her stepmother.
"Your room. Why every room in the manor belongs to me." Elizabeth replied.
"What do you mean?" Jane asked looking confused.
"Since your father is dead. He left the manor Wolf Hall and you in my care. Everything in this manor now belongs to me which includes you." Elizabeth explained to her.
"What is to happen to me?" Jane asked.
"Since your father left you in my care and since you are not my daughter, you will become a servant in this household to me and my daughters. You may ask why the other servants won't be doing the work but I had to let them all go for financial reasons" Elizabeth explained.
"Which means you will tend to all of our needs." Mary said as she smiled.
"And obey all of our commands." Anne added on.
Jane couldn't believe that this was happening to her. Being forced to become a servant in her own home. Why was her step-family doing this to her. Had she done something to offend them when they first met. It was unfair and cruel. What would her father say about it to Elizabeth if he was still alive.
"Do I have a choice?" Jane asked.
"No. But if you refuse I will throw you out onto the streets." Elizabeth told.
"Yes you don't want to be on the streets." Anne said as she laughed.
"Where you might starve to death and died" Mary finished laughing
"Dear daughters do not tease. No man will want to marry you if all you do is tease" Elizabeth scolded.
"Yes dear mother" they both replied.
"So Jane do I make myself clear?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes stepmother." Jane replied feeling defeated.
"Perfect. For your first duty go to the kitchen and make us some soup. It has been a long morning and we are hungry. Come daughters we must move Anne's things into Jane's room. "Lady Elizabeth said.
Jane watched as Lady Elizabeth and her daughters disappeared up the stairs. Jane walked through the halls to the kitchen to make the soup just as her stepmother commanded. She felt that she had lost a lot more in just one day. Jane wondered if ever again she would get kindness from another person.
Here you go the first chapter of Janerella. So far I like where the story is going. Cinderella has always been my favorite fairy tale. Please review to tell me what you think.
