My mother nearly died giving me life. She was a mere 12 years old when she married my father and he wasted no time in consummating the marriage. When my father died of the plague before my birth, my mother was but a child and left with my uncle until she had given birth to me. Who am I you ask, I am Henry Tudor.
When I was born, no one cared what would happen to my mother, only that I was born alive and would make it through childhood. I did make it through childhood but much of the time without my mother. After I was born my grandmother had my mother again married off to another man. The only contact with my mother I had been through letters. My Uncle Jasper took care of me for most of life, including when I was exiled to France by Edward IV, a Yorkist.
My mother and I are from the Lancastrian line, in this Cousin's War. As of now, the Yorkist are in power as they put the true king, Henry VI, to death or at least that is what I have heard.
My mother has told me many times in my life that I am special and that I will one day be King of England. I love my mother but sometimes I am not sure she knows what she is talking about. In her quest to make me king, she has often gotten herself into trouble. I hope I can live up to all that she wishes for me, as from what I understand she is very unlikely to have anymore children.