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Chapter Four!

3rd POV (Henry)

Rereading the letter Henry loved the way she signed her name and wrote his.

My heart forever yours,

Margaret.

His heart found comfort her words. Thinking of her in the red night grown he had gave to her made him not want to wait till tomorrow to see her. Placing the letter on his night stand he pulled the blankets to his chin he finally felt like whatever part of him has be missing since Anne became so cruel was whole again. The part that is softened by a beautiful girl, a beautiful girl he is so happy also is a sweet girl. She would never ask him to do anything he not wanted, never ask him to turn his back on his friends, and he knew deeply and truly she would never ask him to kill his own daughter. He shivered remembering Anne and him had just finally rekindle whatever they had left then when she had asked him to do away with his own child he knew she was a demon preying on his temptations with her body. It sickened him, he was such a fool. However, Margaret was different, kind, soft, sweet, loving and his truly.

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Margaret POV

Reaching my hands above me I yawn and wake to a well lighted room.

"Good morning my Lady" Suzanna greets me.

"Good morning" I yawn.

"Would you like to eat before I dress you my lady?"

"Hmm, what is my king doing this morning?" I ask.

How I would love to see him.

"I am sorry my lady I do not know"

"I will eat" I say hopping out of bed. "Will you find out for me please Suzanna?"

"Yes my lady"

Suzanna left the room. I made my way to the little table sitting and eating. My thoughts filled with my Henry. I couldn't help but smile. I remember what I had dreamed of last night, a story my mother always told me.

"I was only fourteen nine years older then you are my sweet, your father loved food particularly blueberry muffins."

I remember she would always laugh after saying that.

"He never notices me, made me so frustrated so I wanted to do something kind for him. So I decide to bake him blueberry muffins. I did this myself, well with help of my maid; still however, I did bake it. And I did that so he would love me. I convinced myself he would find me so sweet and want me as much as he always does want his muffins, I thought if I gifted him with his favorite thing he would forever think of me when he thought of his favorite thing. And afterwards he saw me always thought of me when he ate his muffins and soon we were married"

What a dream. I should bake something for my Henry. Suzanna came back.

"Well, my majesty day?" I ask gesturing to the seat facing mine.

Suzanna sat.

"My lady" she greeted. "His majesty is to be in a meeting with his council till very late morning it starts in an hour and a half then he will be in the throne room for a good part of the afternoon" she told me.

I stood fast.

"We have no time to waste!"

I grabbed a simple white dress, it bodice shape was square, the sleeves were off my shoulders with a tiny puff before being skin tight the trimming was an almost sliver lace. Simple but I always thought beautiful. I grabbed my blush rubbing it to my cheeks fast but perfectly as Suzanna stood over me brushing my curls and pinning half my hair up with a shiny white crystal pin. Gabbing Suzanna hand I begin to run down the hall till I reach the servants door leading to their small hall.

"Take me to the kitchen throw the servant's halls" I order.

And Suzanna did. It was small not pretty in any way however, I did not wish to bump in to anyone I would have to greet or worst of all my uncle. Finally we reach the kitchens. I catch my breath before walking in. Suzanna remained quiet. She never does ask what I am doing nor why. How odd I must seem to her. The thought made me laugh. I found the head cook that made all the sweets after just a moment of explaining to him I wish to make my majesty a sweet he offered to help. I had thought about what to make him and finally chose blueberry muffins to insure our true love. An hour later I had fished baking a dozen of muffins. I was so pleased. And even though some look a little uneven in height, all were a perfect golden brown. Putting them perfectly in a pretty basket I began to skip run to the room doors I knew my Henry was in. A man stood by the door.

"Sir" I greeted him.

"My lady" he bowed. "What can I help you with my lady?"

"Will you give my gift to my king?" I ask. My smile was so big it hurt my face.

The man smiled at my sweetly. "Yes my lady"

I handed him the basket.

"Anything else my lady?"

"Just one thing" I added. "Will you please make sure my majesty is made to notice that I bake that myself not the cooks?"

He must know that part!

"Yes my lady" he held back laughter I could tell.

I made my way back to my chambers. I am so exhausted! How do those people work all day long? I walk to my bed plopping down. I hope my Henry enjoyed me gift. Kicking off my shoes my eyes flutter open and closed until I let them shut and let my mind dream.

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"My lady!" Suzanna woke me pushing me up from the bed.

What is wrong?! What had happened?!

"His majesty the king is here!"

I jumped. Fast I ran to the sitting room that was before my chamber doors. I felt Suzanna pulling at my hair trying to put it back up. I shook her away and grabbed the pin from my hair letting it fall down.

"Henry!" I ran in the room plating a kiss on his lips.

My heart froze I was still not use to being able to just kiss him. I had only done it in the heat of the moment however; I could do it whenever I wished. He laughed kissing me back sweetly wrapping me in his arms. I smile to him.

"Did you like my gift?!" I hop overjoyed to know the answer.

"Yes" he laughed. "I am very impressed with your cooking skills"

He knew! Yes than he will love me forever as father loves mama!

"You are different so different" he whispers.

I did not have to ask I already knew it to be different was good. I wish to know everything about him to see him in every light and to see all the shadows in him. However, we are on the conversion of thanking each other for gifts and I wish not to bring his high heart mood down.

"What did you dream last night?" I ask playing with the trim of his coat.

He seemed to hesitate before answering. "My daughters, Mary and Elizabeth"

I hadn't given much thought to them how wrong of me. His daughter two parts to his four part world and I have not even asked of them.

"Oh your girls" I say in excitement.

His faced seem confused. I jump a bit wanting more.

"How are they?"

"Fine"

I took a deep breath knowing Henry birthday is soon I will be able to meet them!

"I will meet them soon will I? At your birthday?!"

He played with a bouncing curl.

"You want to meet them? You want them here?"

"Well, yes where else should they be then home?!"

"But they are not yours?"

"When we are married they will be ours" I smile.

His face still odd. Oh god! He did not see me worth his children, worth motherhood, is that why he is trying to deny them here in their home? To keep me away?

"Is that not what you wish? Do you wish me not to be part of their lives?" my voice is in a panic. My heart felt so sorry. How could I think to be any type of mother his oldest was older then I!

"No, no, no" he hushed me petting me. "I thought they would bring you discomfort"

Had I once again over reacted as I normal do? I rub my face.

"So you think me a mother to your children?" I ask.

"Yes, yes you are so sweet how lucky they will be to be in your heart"

I sighed in relief. "So then I will meet them?"

"Yes"

I laugh. How I feel so much better. My heart feels like all the weight has been lifted off of it. Only my Henry could drag me down so far only to carry me up just as fast. It was part of his charm.

"I cannot wait to meet them" I smile. "To be a mother to our children and a mother to England"

Queen of England, I shall be the best I can for the people of England will soon be my people, my children…

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