Kings Landing

"George, how is your sister, my most beloved Anne." Charles' couldn't help look sad has he spoke of her. His precious betrothed, his beautiful Anne.
"She still slumbers from the spell." He sighed as he looked at his heartbroken friend. "I do not know if she will ever wake." Anne had been kidnapped by Prince Arthur Tudor after the tournament celebrating the third name day of the Princess Mary. George's father had demanded that King Henry VII order his son to return his daughter, only to be killed by his guards along with several members of Houses Boleyn and Howard. George and his friend Mark Smeaton found Anne at the end of Charles' Rebellion at the Tower of Joy. She had been spelled by a great sorceress, but even "true love's" kiss could not awaken her. George knew that Charles loved his sister, but did not believe she loved him back. He heard the rumors that she loved Arthur and ran away with him, but he knew that was not the case. She had fallen in love with another, one who George knew as her "Golden Prince.".

Charles had been King for a little over a month now, and he knew he would need to take a wife. He dared not ask advise of his small council as he feared it would turn out to be a days worth of screaming over each other as they tried to push some member of their house on the new King. He knew George would be the only one who was thinking about more than making their house known as the Queen's family.
"So George, who shall I marry?" George looked at Charles, and his friend could tell he had been thinking long and hard about this matter.
"Dorne will not allow one of their daughters be sent to King's Landing while Katherine is still a prisoner in all but name. Not to mention they believe little Princess Mary was killed in the seige" It was true, Katherine was not a true prisoner of the new King but she was still in King's Landing under basically house arrest. Her daughter was taken from her and she was cruelly told little Mary was dead. The little princess was currently being raised by Thomas Seymour and his young wife Catherine Parr. Katherine and Mary had been spared in the seige, but could not be allowed to lay claim to the throne. A lie to help keep the seven kingdoms at some semblance of peace was heavly guarded.
"And House Parker's only eligible daughter was wed to my uncle Thomas Howard shortly before the war. House Cleves only has young daughters, and my sister Mary was already wed to your brother. That leaves House Seymour as your only choice to look for a wife of noble blood."
"Lady Jane is quite beautiful." Charles was quick to remark, but then noticed a strange look on his friend. "What is it George?"
"There are rumors that my uncle has heard regarding the Seymour twins. It seems they enjoy the company of each other rather intimately. There is no evidence that this is true, and the rumors could just have been spread by House Aragon as they don't have much love with the Seymours." George didn't want to help spread the rumors if they were untrue, but he also believed there was a very good possiblity the rumors were fact. Charles groaned as he stood, he didn't want any woman but Anne.
"Even if these are just horrible rumors, it would be best not to have any question who fathered the royal heirs. Elizabeth Seymour is just as beautiful, she shall be my Queen if her father approves." George sighed in relief that the matter was settled, but now began to fear his journey back to Winterfell.
"Charles, I only just wed my lady wife, and I have heard she has given birth to a son already. I miss Winterfell, and I long to see my new son..."
"You worry how Jane will take your arriving home with a bastard son. Frankly I didn't think you were the type of man who would betray his vows. So who is this William's mother?"
"I barely knew Jane after we wed, it was mistake I will regret for the rest of my life. William's mother died in childbirth." George didn't name the mother, he just got up and slowly walked away.

"Lord Seymour, I have come to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage. To be my Queen, the mother of Kings." Jane grinned as she heard the King speak, she was almost giddy thinking she would queen.
"My family takes this as a great honor, and gladly give you permission to marry my beloved daughter, Jane." Charles grimaced, forgetting her hadn't said who he would marry.
"My Lord, while Jane is quite beautiful, it is Elizabeth who shall be my Queen."
"Elizabeth..."
"I have made up my mind, do you not think Elizabeth would be a elegant and much loved Queen?" Jane was quite angry about being passed over for her younger sister, her father she thought would have actually fought to place her on the throne. But he gave into the King, he just let that bastard slight her in such a way. Edward was released from the Kingsguard and ordered back to Casterly Rock.
"I expect you to be happily wed shortly, Lord Edward." With that, Jane and Edward were separated and Jane was expected more like comanded to remain in Kings Landing as one of her sister's handmaidens.

Author Notes:

Winterfell : House Boleyn
Storm's End : House Brandon
Casterly Rock : House Seymour
Riverlands : House Parker
Vale : House Howard
Dorne : House Aragon
Dragonstone : House Tudor
Highgarden : House Cleves
Iron Islands : House Cromwell