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Mid-September 1530

Whitehall.

"You cannot put me in my lye in early. Im doing just fine. No scares and since the midwife is with me all the time she is watching my progress." Anne yelled, pacing infront of Henry that afternoon.

"After your first scare, I spoke with the midwife and she even confirmed that you should go into your lye in early for you and the safety of our child." Henry argued with her, without raising his voice.

"Our son's birthday is three months away. If I am in my lye in during the celebrations, what kind of mother would I be?" She sighed. "An absent mother and I don't want to be that way, my mother wasn't around for most of my birthdays and I don't want him to remember that Henry."

"Yes but the safety of you and the unborn child we have now is the most of my concern. You almost lost our baby and that would have been devastating to you." He said standing up and facing her. "As a concerned husband, you will go into your lye in early and make no fuse." He ordered kissing her forehead. "I have a meeting so I must go."

Anne stared at the back of his head, burning a fake hole in the middle as his figure became less and less till he turned the corner. How dare he order her on what to do? He has never have had to carry a child for nine months, let alone push one out. Being stuck in a room with the windows bored up for a extra two months was going to kill her a little inside. She hated these stupid traditions, the only thing they seem to do is suppress women and Anne didn't like it. She was independent, she worked her way to the top and married a King as well as giving England the Prince is deserved as all these years.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" A voice asked behind her.

"Cromwell, im sorry I didn't see you there." Anne chuckled from embarrassment.

"You were glaring at nothing, and I wanted to make sure you were alright."

"Yes I am fine, thank you for your concern, but I must be going."

"Of course, don't let me keep you." He bowed.

"Cromwell," Anne stopped at the doorway.

"Yes your Majesty."

"I know you have papers and other information about the Kingdom, but I must ask, what is the King doing with the monasteries?

"By order of the King they have been demolished and their assets go to the Kings treasury." He answered.

"Thank you Cromwell. When you see the Duke of Suffolk, will you send him to my chambers?" Anne ordered.

"Yes Madam, at once." He said bowing once more as she left him alone.

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Gardens.

"Mary, what is the matter?" Her mother asked looping her arm in hers. "You have seem distant these past few months and you never visit Court anymore. Your father and I both miss you. Anne speaks of you nonstop and with her going into the lie in early she is going to need as much entertainment as ever."

Mary didn't speak, but continued to walk the path infront of her with her mother by her side. She was fighting a dilemma, she would be turning 16 in a few months and no one had offered to marry her and no offered from the king to another has been purposed. She wanted a family of her one, she sees how happy Anne was when Owen was brought to court and she wanted the same thing as well as a husband to love to too. She had the Idea of a husband but he was much below her station and it would never be okay for them to be as one like she would like.

"Mother, do you love your husband?" Mary asked in a low voice.

Katherine stopped them, turning to the ladies behind them. "You are all dismissed for now."

"Mi-lady." They all curtsied and left them alone.

"What makes you ask this Mary?" Katherine asked, taking Mary by the arm once again and leading her to the private spot near the lake she loved. "You have never asked me about Love like this before."

"It's just, im turning 16 and im not married yet. I haven't even been asked about a marriage and it stated that I am to be married once im turn 16 and that is so close." Mary explained. "Does no one want a Princess like me? What's wrong with me, is there something wrong on my part? Am I not attractive enough? Do I possess the qualities that no one wants?"

"That is not true Mary. You are a very beautiful woman and there will be men lined up asking for your hand." Katherine assured her. "The King just likes to take his time on choosing someone for you. You are this precious pearl."

"But I have been waiting for years." Mary said sitting down on the stone wall. "You were married to my uncle at the age of 14, I was just Princess Mary at the age of 14, barely able to understand my own self."

"Yes, but you have the freedom now to do what you will. When you get a husband, it gets pretty boring. I sat next to your father on that throne for years and all I did was produce children and look pretty. Very boring, but then you were born and I had a purpose, there was so much I could have done, but taking care of you was what I longed for."

"What if no one wants to marry me?" Mary asked in a low voice looking out at the lake.

"Oh sweetheart, there will be someone out there who will want to marry you, whether he be a prince or a King. You will make them a very happy man and many children."

"Li-lady." Lady Ashley bowed to them, "I know you didn't want to be disturbed but a letter came for you from your nephew." She handed the letter to her. Katherine took the time to open the letter and briefly read it before standing up quickly.

"Mary I am sorry for making this visit short but I must speak with someone." Katherine said.

"Is everything alright mother?" She stood up as well.

"Everything is fine." Katherine said, kissing her on the cheek and leaving with her lady.

Mary sat back down, her eyes watching the ducks swim from one side of the lake to the other. Their vocal quacks rising in the air each time another got closer. She picked up a rock near her and stood up, positioning herself and throwing the rock across the water like she was shown. When the rock skipped three times she smiled and did a small victory dance to no one. Giggling could be heard as she threw the second rock, when she turned she was seen by one of Anne's ladies and another running after her through the bushes.

"Princess Mary, I am sorry I didn't see you there." She bowed quickly.

"Princess Mary." The male said, bowing to her as well.

"Aren't you one of the Queens ladies?"

"Yes Madam." She answered.

"Then why aren't you attending her?" Mary questioned in a harsh tone.

"I will at once." The lady said leaving as quickly as she came.

"And as for you." Mary took a step towards him. "You shouldn't be running after one of the Queens ladies either. Lord Rochford."

"I was just making harmless fun, princess." He answered her, "I have to occupy my time since the one I desire doesn't desire me the same."

Mary blushed.

"Please forgive me Princess. Sometimes this tongue doesn't know when to shut it." He said.

"Don't let it happen again." Mary ordered.

He bowed once more, grabbing her wrist gently before she walked to far away from him and pulled her close to him and against the tall bush. Her arms automatically when around his throat as he leaned in for a kiss and she accepted it. She wanted it. He was nothing but her thoughts since she told him, they couldn't happen. If she would be with him, she would happily give up her title and the throne but she knew her father wouldn't approve. After what happened between her aunt and the Duke of Suffolk, her father would have both of their heads. His tongue slid across her lips, asking for entrance and she freely gave it while her hands played with his hair. His arms held her tight, their bodied pressed against one another in a kiss of pure passion and she didn't want it to stop, she wanted time to freeze in this exact moment.

"Im sorry, Princess." Rochford pulled back first, releasing her completely and she gave a whimper of dissatisfaction.

"George." She whispered.

"Yes Princess?" he looked at her.

Mary didn't say another word, instead she pulled him into another heated kiss, not realizing another had seen them.

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Katherine.

Running through the halls of the castle did not look good for a former Queen but the letter I held was a matter of urgency and only one person could help me with this. If what states in the letter is true, my home and the land I call my own would be in great danger. The page outside announced me and closed the door once I was seen.

"You normally never visit me your highness, what is the matter, you look flushed." Chapuys asked.

"Have you spoken with my nephew in the past week?" I asked

He shook his head. "I haven't spoken or even received a letter from my master in a month."

"You need to read this." I hand him the letter. He opened it and stands near the fire for a better light since the sun had set and the candles are not helping with the lighting.

"Have you showed the King this?" He asked.

"No I haven't." I answer, "One of my ladies gave it to me and I rushed here to speak with you. Do you really think my nephew will declare war on Henry?"

"I am not sure, he has been battling the Turks, so I thought he would be too busy to even try but it seems they have settled their differences and now he has turned his eyes on England."

"He cannot attack England. Even though I am no longer Queen, this land is my home. The English people are my people and by attacking them he is attacking me." I say, my anger getting the best of me. How could he do this to me and this land? I have been here for years, England is my home.

"Your highness please do not fret, I will take care of this but please write him a letter and I will do the same, encouraging him not to do this or it will greatly damage the friendship between our two counties." Chapuys explained. "I will keep your letter though. If you husband even found out about this matter, it would not look good on either of us."

"I suppose you are correct, I will keep this quiet as long as I can or until you can get it resolved." I nod. "Thank you my dear friend."

"Anything for you Highness." He bowed.

As I left Chapuys chambers, a page from the Kings household was waiting for me and for a moment I panicked. He bowed to me and asked for me to follow him and my nerves were on end. Had the King found out? What would he think? I was just as stunned when I read the letter. What could cause a rift to come between our countries, I have been a loyal subject to both realms. But my thoughts did go to the pope. Since Clemet passed, would the Pope encourage this rift between our countries because they want to see my back on the English throne? I can't do much about it anyway, Anne has had a son and if pregnant once again.

Henry had his table set for dinner when I entered and only two places were set, which meant the Queen wouldn't be joining us and for moment I wished she would.

"Katherine, im glad you could join me. There are some things I would like to discuss with you." He said gesturing to the seat, "please sit."

"Thank you, your majesty." I nod, giving him a slight curtsy and sat next to him to the left.

"I had all your favorites made." He smiled.

"It all looks every delectable." I smile, and begin to load portions onto my plate. "What would you like to speak to me about?"

"About our daughter Mary." He stated. "She is going to 16 in a few months and I think it's high time she is too married, don't you think?"

"I do actually. She and I were speaking of this earlier this afternoon actually. She had a lot of concerns and it broke my heart to think that she didn't think herself worthy of anyone."

"She what?" Henry said setting down his wine. "She is a daughter of a Henry Tudor and Katherine of Aragon, how could she not think of herself as worthy."

"She said she didn't know if anyone would want to marry a 16 year old." I explain, "She even brought up my marriage to your brother and that we were married at 14."

"She shouldn't feel as though she isn't worthy and I will address this with her if you wish." He said patting my hand in a friendly manner. "I had Cromwell put a list together of the available princes and Kings for us to choose from."

"How many are there?"

"Just one." Henry answered and to my surprise I was stunned. Out of all the Princes and Kings only one.

"Who?"

"King Francis."

"King Francis." I was taken back, how dare he suggest him, after all the things that has happened between all three of the countries he wants to place my daughter infront of him. But I held my tongue, the marriage between them would happened because Francis married my niece in July. "If you think it's a good match I don't see why not." I say hiding my worry. "But what if he denies the proposal."

"Then we shall find another." He said, "Im sure there are others who are looking for a wife. I'll get with Cromwell and see about more."

"Someone around her age please." I requested. "Who is interested in the same as she is, who loves music and dancing?"

"Are those an order or a request?"

"A request actually." I say, "She deserves happiness, don't you think?"

"I never said she didn't." He glared at me from the corner of his eye.

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Anne

(That afternoon.)

"The Duke of Suffolk, your Majesty." Madge announced, stepping to the side and allowing him into her chambers.

"Good to see you Majesty, how are you fairing?" he asked in a bow.

"I am doing well, the child gives me no rest though." She chuckled offering him a seat near her on the window seat. "Come sit with me Brandon. There are some things I wish to speak to you about."

"Of course Madam." He nodded, taking a seat infront of her, his hands resting in his lap, clasped together.

"Are you excited about your marriage to my elder sister?" She smiled, "I know I am, I've always wanted to see her as a duchess or even a Marques like myself. Her first husband was just a knight with barely a title and to be honest im kind glad he perished in the sweat."

"The same sweat that almost took our beloved Queen." Brandon reminded her.

"That was a very difficult time." She patted his knee.

"Yes it was, Henry was on edge the entire time. He wrote to you constantly. I think it was a letter a day actually and when you caught it, he was devastated. Sent his best doctor to you immediately."

"Dr. Laurence was an amazing man, I never felt better in his care."

"I am happy about the marriage to your sister. I was hoping she was here so I could spend the afternoon with her," He looked around, "But I don't see her."

"She left this morning for Hever to visit her son and daughter. She wanted to let them know about the upcoming marriage and that she will be moved to a new house."

"Are the children not coming with her?" He asked confused.

"Father put it as they were not invited." Anne answered.

"Majesty that is not what Henry and I agreed upon." Brandon said, "I invited her children as well and that I would raise them as my own as long as she accepted mine as her own too."

"Im sure if you left by horseback, that you could catch her. She was very sad when father told her that." Anne stood up with him. "Please go and tell her and I will speak with my father."

"Thank you Majesty." Brandon bowed to her and left her chambers quickly. Once Brandon left her chambers, Nan entered looking pale and somewhat out of breath. Anne waited till she was able to speak before pulling her aside and closing the doors to her bed chamber.

"What is it Nan?" Anne asked.

"I was in the gardens looking for Eleanor, and I came across something by surprise." She looked down at the floor.

"What is it Nan," Anne said pulling her over to the sitting chairs near the fire. "You can tell me anything, you are my dearest friend."

"I was in the gardens by the lake and when I came around the corner um, "She stuttered. "I seen um, the Princess and uh your brother."

"Doing what?" Anne intoned.

"She was um, kissing him and it looked as though he was kissing her back." She whispered.

"Are you sure?" Anne questioned.

"Yes Ma'am" Nan nodded each word.

"Tell no one of this, no gossip. If I hear about it I'll have your head, is that anyway unclear." Anne ordered.

"No Majesty." Nan stood up quickly curtsying to her.

"Go back to your duties."

"Yes ma'am" She said.

Anne sat back in her chair, her head propped up by her hand while she stared into the fire. She knew her brother went after the pretty girls at court, but her own stepdaughter. Come to think about it, he did disappear a few months ago and no one knew where he went. Rising from the chair best she could with her belly she opened the doors, spotting Lady Eleanor in the corner reading a book.

"Lady Eleanor."

"Yes Majesty." She said sitting her book down and bowing to Anne.

"Next time you are caught in the gardens when you are supposed to be attending me, I will have you sent back to your family in shame. Is that understandable."

"Yes Majesty please forgive me."

"There won't be a next time." Anne said turning as her chamber door opened. "Father, what are you doing here?"

"I have come to see how you are doing." He said, "I know you go into your lye in early and I wanted to know if you needed anything."

"No I don't need anything that my ladies can't give me, but I do want to know why you told Marie that Suffolk didn't want her children as his home."

"I never said th-"

"I spoke with Marie before she left for Hever and then with Brandon just moments ago." She stated as she sat down in a comfortable chair. "Why did you lie to Marie about the children? Henry only agreed to the marriage between them because Brandon was going to accept Katherine and Henry as his own and the same would go for Suffolk's children to Marie."

Her father began to sweat.

"I know all that happens here and will always know all." She glared.

"You don't know all daughter." He stood up straight and glanced at Lady Eleanor. "But you must, I will take my leave."

"Wiltshire." Anne nodded.

"Majesty." He bowed and left.

Anne exhaled, feeling extremely tired. Without another word, she ventured to her bed and laid down for a more than deserved nap before supper.

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Marie-Hever

The most devastating news I was delivered was in that of a letter from my father, telling me of a marriage between the Duke of Suffolk and myself. I mean he isn't an unattractive man, on the contrary he is very handsome but I didn't think it would be this soon. I heard from resources that he was wanting to marry his ward Katherine Brook but when Henry forced Anthony Knivert to marry her. His hopes of her as a wife left him and he wouldn't marry. I am still astounded that he chose me.

How am I the special one? Im not rich and I don't have a title like the rest of my family. I just Marie Carey, the great whore who has two of the Kings bastards that I have played as my late husband's children. I requested from Anne to visit my children since I wouldn't be bringing them with me next week when I say I do to Brandon. I will be being a mother to his children and not my own and it breaks my heart. My little Harry is such a sweet boy and knowing I can't bring him with me makes me want to cry, and my beautiful daughter Katherine, named after the Queen who I served with my life wouldn't know anything I could teach her and it breaks my heart.

"Madam there is someone here to see you." A servant of my fathers announced at the door.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"It's me." He said entering behind her. He had his hat clasped in his hands so tight that his knuckles were turning white. "I wanted to speak with you, but your sister said you left early that morning to visit your children."

"Yes I need to spend as much time with them as I can since they will not be joining me at your home." I explain, "So I will be here till the day before our wedding."

"But I never said that Marie." He said. "Your father is the one who told you I said you couldn't bring your children."

"I don't know what to believe Brandon. You say one thing and my father says another. Who is speaking the truth?"

"I am." He said pulling a piece of parchment from his coat pocket. "This is the written document between Henry and myself about our marriage and it states that any children brought into the marriage will be our children the moment we say I do."

Picking up the paper, I briefly read through it and he wasn't lying. It was clear as day. "So my father lied."

"Yes Marie, he did. I know you didn't have your children by choice but you love them with all your heart because it's the same with me as well. I love my son and my daughter with all my heart and I wouldn't want them to feel left out." Brandon explained.

"You're such a sweet talker." I feel my cheeks flush on their own.

"I want our marriage to be open and an honest one." He took a step towards me, gently touching my cheek. "A quiet marriage is a marriage with a lot of secrets and I don't want that for either of us Marie, not now or ever."

I fell into his touch. Since they announced out engagement we have spent much time together and no man has made me feel this way. Like I can speak with them and not worry if I will be hushed. He pulled me against his chest, stroking my blonde hair that was out of it usual bun.

"Since you are here, would you care to meet your future children?" I look up at him.

"I would love too." He nodded, leaning down to give me a brief kiss.

For the remainder of the evening, Harry and Catherine were much excited to meet him and finally understand that they too would be coming court and then to our new home with Brandon next week. Inside I knew I would have to thank my sister because for once I knew I was going to be happy and so would my children.

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Whitehall

"Ladies you are dismissed for a while." Anne paced in her chambers, waiting for them to leave her and her brother in private. "Nan guard the door."

"Yes Ma'am." She said closing the heavy wooden door.

"Why do you look so angry sister?" George asked calmly.

"You, you is what have made me angry." She stopped pacing to glare at him. "I was told some news this afternoon and I almost came to find you myself to strangle you."

"I don't know what you are talking about." He shrugged.

"Have you kissed anyone lately?" She asked crossing her arms and rested them on her stomach.

George sat for a moment thinking. "None that I can think of."

"Oh really, so a rendezvous in the gardens doesn't spark your memory." She waited.

"Nope." He shook his head.

"So there must be another Lord Rochford running around court that looks exactly like, kissing Princesses." Anne almost yelled. "One of my ladies caught you and the Princess Mary in the heat of the moment. If it would have been anyone else you name would be slandered throughout the entire court as well as the Princesses."

"Anne I can explain."

"How can you explain, kissing a Princess? Someone who is way above your station might I add."

"Sister please, it's just an infatuation is all? My crush on her will end soon and you won't have to worry about it."

"But what about her?" Anne asked. "She is a girl of almost 16 and she hasn't been asked to be married or even had a betrothal go out to anyone. She feels like no one wants the daughter of a King such as her. I try to ease her fears as well as her mother but she still feels the same and you taking advantage of a girl who doesn't know her own feelings will only cause trouble for both of you." Anne sat down next to him. "If Henry ever found out, he would have your head."

"Yes I know." He nodded. "She kissed me first."

"What?"

"She kissed me after I was told of by betrothal to Jane parker because I was angry." He explained.

"Your infatuation needs to end, got understand George."

"Yes I understand." He lied to her face but inside he was smiling, because he loved her.

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