AN// This is a story which is about a character I made up called Evelyn Tudor, Henry's youngest and only surviving sister,

Who falls in love with the Tudor 'playboy' Charles Brandon. I hope you like the first chapter.

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And it seems to me you lived your life

Like a candle in the wind

Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in

And your footsteps will always fall here

On Englands greenest hills

Your candle's burned out long before

Your legend ever will

Elton John//Candle in the wind

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Candle in the Wind

Chapter One

Christmas Eve 1519, Hampton Court

She sat to the left of her brothers thrown, a beauty with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a striking face, bound to the left of her brother, to be shown off to visitors of the court, the kings beautiful, young sister, still unmarried, can I take your bids gentlemen?

Oh how she wished she wasn't a royal, she loved her brother, don't get her wrong, but her heart ached to be able to dance with whomever she wanted, to be able to go riding without an armed guard following her every move and the thing she wanted the most was to marry for love.

She sighed at this thought, 'come one Evelyn, its Christmas eve for heavens sake, cheer up' she told herself.

"Aunt Evie please will you dance with me, mama's to tired" A three year old Mary asked from her fathers lap.

Mary smiled at her beautiful niece "Of course I will Princess" she replied standing up, smoothing the creases in her new emerald green dress and grabbed the little girls hand, leading her out to the dance floor.

Henry watched his beautiful 18 year old sister dance with his daughter with a smile on his face "She is beautiful" Catharine of Aragon said from her husband's side.

Henry nodded and rubbed his chin "I should find her a suitor" he said with a sigh.

Catharine shook her head "Not yet, my love let her be young for a little while longer."

Henry nodded and squeezed his wife's hand "Okay, only for a little while" he said.

"Aunt Evie, you're a great dancer" the little girl said with a smile.

Evelyn chuckled "not as good as you my dear" she said lovingly. Mary suddenly peered behind her Aunt with a

frown on her face "What is it Mary?" Evelyn asked.

Mary looked up at her Aunt, still with a frown "That man is watching you" she stated.

Evelyn raised an eyebrow "Which man?" she asked looking behind her.

Mary shrugged "One of Pa's friends, I've seen him with Pa before" she said.

Evelyn smiled down at her niece and they continued dancing about the hall.

From across the hall the handsome Charles Brandon leaned against a pillar watching people dance, one person in particular,

The king's sister, the beautiful Evelyn Tudor or Evie as she likes to be known, he could still remember the day he met her, it was his first day at court, 3 years ago.

An 18 year old Charles Brandon confidently walked down the halls of Hampton Court, today was his first day here and he couldn't be more excited, he would have the king's ear… OW!

He retreated back and saw a blonde girl on the floor "Oh god Miss, I'm so sorry" he said helping her up.

She laughed nervously "It's okay" she replied rubbing her head and looking up at the handsome man who had just knocked her over.

Charles couldn't take his eyes away from her, she was so beautiful, he suddenly realised he had been staring to long "Again I'm really sorry" he muttered tearing his gaze away.

She smiled at him "its fine" she said again "What's you name sir?" she asked smoothing out the creases in her dress.

"Charles Brandon My lady" he said politely. The girl smiled and extended her hand which Charles place a light yet lingering kiss on "And if you, Miss, would be so kind as to give me yours" he said.

"Where are my manners…I'm Evelyn Tudor" she said.

Charles nearly choked on his own breath, he had just knocked over the Princess!

"Ah Charles, you are going to have to get over this obsession soon" William Compton said snapping his friend out of his thoughts.

"What?" Charles asked.

William rolled his eyes "Oh please Charles, your staring at Princess Evelyn again!" he stated.

Charles cleared his throat and looked at his friend "Shut up Will!" he ordered.

This caused William to laugh "Go ask her to dance" he said.

"Let me think, ask the princess to dance and get beheaded or to stay here with my wine and keep my devishly handsome head, what a tough choice" he said sarcastically.

William shrugged and walked off to dance with one of the ladies in waiting.

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After the dance with her niece she said goodnight to her brother and queen before returning to her bed chambers.

She walked the cold corridor; this place was kind of spooky at night, with little people around, she was glad when she reached her room and hurried inside she gasped at who was waiting in there for her "Charles" she said shocked.

Charles Brandon stood before her with a smile on his face; he lifted his hand and placed it lovingly on her cheek "I wanted to Christmas morning with you" he stated pulling her into his strong arms, never had she felt so safe and loved.

Evelyn raised an eyebrow "Did you now?" she said.

This caused Charles to laugh "Yes I did" he told her before he started kissing her neck, causing her to moan.

Evelyn smiled and led Charles over to her bed.

Two Hours later

Evelyn rolled off Charles onto the cool, crisp sheets, she then looked at the clock on the wall and smiled "Well it's Christmas."

Charles kissed her head "I have a gift for you" he stated leaning over to his pants pocket and pulled out a small wooden box.

She took it with a smile and sat up "What is it?" she asked eagerly causing him to chuckle.

"Well why don't you open it and see my love" he said.

She sat up letting the blanket pool around her waist; Charles sat up as well and started kissing her shoulder; she carefully opened the box and gasped at what was inside "Charles…Is…Oh my" she said speechlessly.

He smiled into her hair, taking in her smell "All I need is your brothers consent" he stated.

Evelyn scoffed "Are you forgetting something my grace? I have not yet agreed to accept your proposal" she stated.

Charles chuckled and pulled her against him "I love you Evie" he muttered.

She smiled brightly and kissed him "I would love to become your wife and bare your children, but how on earth to you propose we persuade my brother."

Charles kissed her again more passionately this time; then taking the ring he slid it onto a silver chain and fastened it around her neck "Until then wear it round your neck so you will always be reminded of my love for you" he stated.

Evelyn has had so many men 'declaring their love for her' in the past but she knew Charles meant it, she knew he would always love her.

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First chapter up, let me know what you think. Chapter two will be up soon, if I get reviews.