This is the first fic I've done like this e.g set in an acctual historical period and as such may take me a while to update as I need to check facts.
I'm not bothering with a disclaimer if you want one read the first chapter.
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The End - 23rd August 1485
She couldn't believe that he was dead there was no way he could be dead. So much had depended on him, she knew what her fate was going to be under Henry and this time there was no Jack to save her. She had always looked out for herself first andforemost in that respect she had been very like Elizabeth Woodville but this time she had chosen the right side and they had lost. She wondered how in so few years this could have happened. How could the daughter of a Lancastrian knight have manged to find her fate bound up so securely in the fate of the Yorkists. Fate was funny sometime, she had nothing to do now other than remember what had been and hope that the future wasn't as bad as it could be.
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The beginning -1471
Jack Roxton hurried up to his Lords tent, he had been page to Richard Plantagent for some years now, Richard was just 19 and Jack himself was a year younger. They had both been brought up together in the Earl of Warwicks home along with others such as Francis Lovell. Jack had felt slightly out of place with the other men his age as they were for the most part the sons of Lords and great families whereas Jack was just the son of a knight. Despite this Jack had been there for his friends when Richard had broken his arm many years earlier in an accident Jack and been there to help him up and as such was one of the few people who was aware that it had been set incorrectly leaving an almost unnoticeable rise in one shoulder.
"Jack I was beginning to wonder if you were lost." Richard said smiling gently at him
"No my Lord. I was not sure that you would be awake yet." Jack replied
"I do not think that I got much sleep last night. It is the worry. My brother stands to loose everything today and I do not wish to run again."
"I do not think that your brother will loose. No-one can defeat Edward of York, especially if he has his brother with him." Jack said with a grin.
"Why do you fight with York?" Richard asked
"Because my father did." Jack said
"Surely that is not enough."
"I am bound to York by friendship, not only with yourself but many others. All my life I have been brought up with York and nothing could ever convince me to abandon them." Jack promised earnestly.
"You do not need to convince me, however if you could manage to help me into my armour it would be a help." Richard said with a smile. Jack hurridly began to help his friend and Lord into his armour and to prepare him for the battle ahead.
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Several months earlier
"My darling, I want you to promise me that you will stay near to Anne, should the worst happen and we loose she should be spared as she is kin to the Yorkist pretender and as such will be in a position to ask for your life." Sir Alan told his daughter, fondly stroking her black curls
"I will father." His daughter promised. Sir Alan wondered where time went, it seemed such a short time ago that his daughter had been born when it was in fact 15 years. At the time naming her Marguerite seemed like a good idea as it was guaranteed to win the Queens favour now with the possibility of everything falling apart it didn't seem such a good idea.
"Thank you. I will try and come back to you if I can, but I can make no promise." Sir Alan said
"I do not wish you to die and leave me." Marguerite said her grey eyes welling up with tears.
"I do not wish to leave you either, but God sometimes requires us to make sacrifices."
"I just hope that this is not one that you are required to make."
"Hopefully I will not have to. Come I will take you to Anne and see if I can persuade her to take you as a maid." Alan said and leading his daughter took her to meet the youngest daughter of the Earl of Warwick and Prince Edouards wife.
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After the Battle of Barnet
Jack approached Richard to help his friend remove his armour, the day had been exhausting but Edward Plantagent was now safe on the throne of England and the threat from Lancaster was ended for ever. he found Richard having the long wound in his arm sewn up, having a deep seated hatred of doctors Jack was relieved that there was nothing wrong with him that a bath and several days of sleep wouldn't cure.
"Are you hurt Jack?" Richard asked
"I am fine my Prince." Jack said removing his helmet and running his hand through sweat soaked black curls.
"I shall speak to my brother about knighting you. Everyone in the rearguard desreves a knighthood for their work today but I doubt my brother will allow that so I shall have to settle for my friends." Richard said
"Thank you my Lord" Jack said bowing his head at the honour that Richard wished to bestow on him.
"Get to bed, I shall manage to take off my own armour tonight and I will not need your help. You are asleep on your feet, come we need to leave here in the morn so get some rest if you can."
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3 days later
"What of my father Anne? Did he survive?" Marguerite asked Anne Neville anxiously
"I am sorry Marguerite but he did not." Anne said sadly. She had liked the other girls father and could feel grief for his death even if she couldn't for her husband.
"No. He can not be dead. He said he would try to come back to me." Marguerite said tears welling up in her eyes as she knelt on the floor
"I am sorry ma chere but he is gone. I will look after you if I can and try to persuade my cousins to look after you." Anne promised
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Please let me know what you think about this as it is different from anything I have tried before and don't know how it reads.
I have tried to be historically acurat.
I need to add that there is no account of a man called Jack Roxton at the battle of Barnet nor was there a Sir Alan who had a daughter called Marguerite that I am aware of.
Please review and I will try and get the next part up ASAP.
I'm not bothering with a disclaimer if you want one read the first chapter.
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The End - 23rd August 1485
She couldn't believe that he was dead there was no way he could be dead. So much had depended on him, she knew what her fate was going to be under Henry and this time there was no Jack to save her. She had always looked out for herself first andforemost in that respect she had been very like Elizabeth Woodville but this time she had chosen the right side and they had lost. She wondered how in so few years this could have happened. How could the daughter of a Lancastrian knight have manged to find her fate bound up so securely in the fate of the Yorkists. Fate was funny sometime, she had nothing to do now other than remember what had been and hope that the future wasn't as bad as it could be.
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The beginning -1471
Jack Roxton hurried up to his Lords tent, he had been page to Richard Plantagent for some years now, Richard was just 19 and Jack himself was a year younger. They had both been brought up together in the Earl of Warwicks home along with others such as Francis Lovell. Jack had felt slightly out of place with the other men his age as they were for the most part the sons of Lords and great families whereas Jack was just the son of a knight. Despite this Jack had been there for his friends when Richard had broken his arm many years earlier in an accident Jack and been there to help him up and as such was one of the few people who was aware that it had been set incorrectly leaving an almost unnoticeable rise in one shoulder.
"Jack I was beginning to wonder if you were lost." Richard said smiling gently at him
"No my Lord. I was not sure that you would be awake yet." Jack replied
"I do not think that I got much sleep last night. It is the worry. My brother stands to loose everything today and I do not wish to run again."
"I do not think that your brother will loose. No-one can defeat Edward of York, especially if he has his brother with him." Jack said with a grin.
"Why do you fight with York?" Richard asked
"Because my father did." Jack said
"Surely that is not enough."
"I am bound to York by friendship, not only with yourself but many others. All my life I have been brought up with York and nothing could ever convince me to abandon them." Jack promised earnestly.
"You do not need to convince me, however if you could manage to help me into my armour it would be a help." Richard said with a smile. Jack hurridly began to help his friend and Lord into his armour and to prepare him for the battle ahead.
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Several months earlier
"My darling, I want you to promise me that you will stay near to Anne, should the worst happen and we loose she should be spared as she is kin to the Yorkist pretender and as such will be in a position to ask for your life." Sir Alan told his daughter, fondly stroking her black curls
"I will father." His daughter promised. Sir Alan wondered where time went, it seemed such a short time ago that his daughter had been born when it was in fact 15 years. At the time naming her Marguerite seemed like a good idea as it was guaranteed to win the Queens favour now with the possibility of everything falling apart it didn't seem such a good idea.
"Thank you. I will try and come back to you if I can, but I can make no promise." Sir Alan said
"I do not wish you to die and leave me." Marguerite said her grey eyes welling up with tears.
"I do not wish to leave you either, but God sometimes requires us to make sacrifices."
"I just hope that this is not one that you are required to make."
"Hopefully I will not have to. Come I will take you to Anne and see if I can persuade her to take you as a maid." Alan said and leading his daughter took her to meet the youngest daughter of the Earl of Warwick and Prince Edouards wife.
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After the Battle of Barnet
Jack approached Richard to help his friend remove his armour, the day had been exhausting but Edward Plantagent was now safe on the throne of England and the threat from Lancaster was ended for ever. he found Richard having the long wound in his arm sewn up, having a deep seated hatred of doctors Jack was relieved that there was nothing wrong with him that a bath and several days of sleep wouldn't cure.
"Are you hurt Jack?" Richard asked
"I am fine my Prince." Jack said removing his helmet and running his hand through sweat soaked black curls.
"I shall speak to my brother about knighting you. Everyone in the rearguard desreves a knighthood for their work today but I doubt my brother will allow that so I shall have to settle for my friends." Richard said
"Thank you my Lord" Jack said bowing his head at the honour that Richard wished to bestow on him.
"Get to bed, I shall manage to take off my own armour tonight and I will not need your help. You are asleep on your feet, come we need to leave here in the morn so get some rest if you can."
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3 days later
"What of my father Anne? Did he survive?" Marguerite asked Anne Neville anxiously
"I am sorry Marguerite but he did not." Anne said sadly. She had liked the other girls father and could feel grief for his death even if she couldn't for her husband.
"No. He can not be dead. He said he would try to come back to me." Marguerite said tears welling up in her eyes as she knelt on the floor
"I am sorry ma chere but he is gone. I will look after you if I can and try to persuade my cousins to look after you." Anne promised
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Please let me know what you think about this as it is different from anything I have tried before and don't know how it reads.
I have tried to be historically acurat.
I need to add that there is no account of a man called Jack Roxton at the battle of Barnet nor was there a Sir Alan who had a daughter called Marguerite that I am aware of.
Please review and I will try and get the next part up ASAP.
