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(1511)

A sad and lone figure was walking towards the shadows of her forest. It had been years since she had first fell in love again. First it had been with Gregory an old acquaintance, and now it had been Thomas.

He had promised her on their wedding that no matter what, when they consumed their marriage, that he would never stop loving her ... but she wondered if that was true, that love could really mean a life of happiness and devoid of suffering?

She did not really want to think of these things, so instead she went to her bedroom where a small and delicate head perked up to meet her.

"Mommy!" Her little daughter Margaret screamed. She kept screaming for her mother to come, in response her mother grabbed her as hard as she could, almost squishing her lungs that her daughter had to yell and whimper for her mother to be aware of what she was doing.

"Mommy, why?"

"I am sorry" She said and went back to bed, leaving the small and daze child behind. She drifted into a long and eternal sleep, one from which she would never wake up again.

The little girl that was her daughter, was too young to understand the things that led to her mother's death. She just saw it as mommy taking a small vacation and coming back later, but her father who knew more of these things said that mommy's long vacation was one she was never going to be back from.

Margaret opened her eyes to return to the real world, the voice behind her back that belonged to the messenger, had made her aware of her surroundings once again.

She looked at where she was and then she remembered, it was the King's Palace at Hampton, her father had delivered her a letter through his messenger saying that he needed to talk to her as soon as possible in person.

The man in front of her said to follow her, they led her -more men had followed- to a secret trail where they said she would be safe from all of the Court's plotting and gossip.

She finally reached the corridor where a big and beautiful wooden door was, she thanked those who helped her silently and then she went to open the door.

What she found inside surprised her. It was no rooms for a normal guest, like the ones her father had often stayed; but, it was the room for a Queen or a Duchess she guessed, decorated with golden apples on the roof and a big plaque of a beautiful phoenix-eagle on top of the bed. She went to see closer if the feathers decorating the badge were real, but when she was about too, a hard and strong but yet tender and king voice from behind interrupted her.

"Lady Margaret, Thomas' daughter?"

Margaret did not need to turn to see who it was, but nonetheless; she did. It was Anne Boleyn, one of her father's enemies whom he had often said to Margaret to be careful if she ever crossed her path. Margaret had no idea why the woman would be here but as she looked at the room it all clicked, she had been tricked.

She wanted to go away from this woman whom she had heard so much bad gossip about, but it was the commanding look on her eyes that stopped her from doing so, instead, she decided, she would play whatever game the woman would want to play with Margaret.

Anne eyed Margaret, she still seemed as a little whim but as she saw closer there was a fire in her eyes that ceased to be turned off, but it was the deep religious conviction and submission to men that avoided Margaret to take charge of her life, like Anne had.

She approached the young girl carefully and with a kind smile that demonstrated that she meant no harm, she grabbed with her hands Margaret's chin, the girl even as she was forced to look up, still refused to look her in the eyes.

She was rebellious, much like her father.

But that was no matter to Anne, she liked that and she was such a good choice for the future children she and Henry will have in the future. No better or intelligent woman such as Margaret could be a better choice, but it was all a dependence of whether or not Margaret wanted, but she was sure -as Anne always was- that Margaret would agree sooner or later, no matter what.

Margaret refused to see Anne, she did not want to see the woman whom could very well become the ruin of her family in the future, she was no fool and knew what this woman wanted, but Margaret would not give it. Whether she liked it or not, Margaret loved her religion and contrary to people's belief, she was no whim and as a way of demonstrating her strength, she would not give in to Anne's temptations.

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Anne forcefully tried to make Margaret see her face, but the harder she grabbed her shin and shook her face; the more Margaret reveled and looked away to the ceiling.

She grew frustrated after a while, but managing a smile on her lips she turned to Margaret, whose shin had been freed from her hands. The Marques of Pembroke and future Queen of England, was surprised to see no red marks on the girl's chin, she was so strong for someone who looked so tiny and physically weak.

"Margaret."

"I don't want to treat you like you are my enemy, I want you to help me ... that is why me and the King are willing to offer you our full support and further advancement to you and your husband if you just accept the position of Governess for the future children of the King and me ... Do you accept Lady More?" She asked, patiently waiting for the girl's answer.

Instead of answering, she turned to leave.

"Margaret! I know of your potential and that you are afraid for the pain you caused your mother!" Margaret stopped dead at her tracks.

"I know Margaret, I know ... and it is not your fault, you had to tell her, your mother would have been more distraught and in more pain had she found out other ways." Anne paused looking at the girl, she was no longer cowering. "Meg my intentions are not to destroy but to help you and your family, if you only accept my proposal I promise you that you will have whatever you desired."

Meg looked at her carefully.

"Suppose I accept, but if I do Marques then you know that I will not be loyal to you, but a traitor to my family and my faith, contrary to your thoughts of deception, I love my faith." She said intelligently. Anne was surprised but nevertheless; she did not back down.

"Think about it Meg, do you really want to spend the rest of your life a scholar raising children and yearning for your husband whiles you can influence others. You say you love your church and if you love her and your ideals; what better way to lead people to God and to your fine ideals than to influence them. "

Meg opened her mouth to say something, but was silenced by Anne's words as she continued.

"Tis is your destiny Meg, to influence others not to remain at home. Besides …" She paused, carefully choosing her next words. " … I know of your father being my future husband's father …-(Margaret turned to look at her in alarm, shocked at what the woman had just said.)-… oh I know Meg, remember that my eyes are those that see everything, and I am not the only one, the King knows and your father knows that he knows through Katherine."

"What do you want?" Margaret quickly said. Anne smiled and lifted her simple, black French hood and went to retrieve something from her drawer.

"See this?" She asked the girl as she showed her a butterfly pin, a gift she further told her that belonged to the King's mother (Katherine) and given to him before her work on the Regency during his absence when he was campaigning for war on France. "This represents all that Katherine left behind, her purity … I know that deep down, both you and me are the same, you want a life outside the walls of your father's control like me… and if you don't listen to what I say, then YOU too will suffer like my sister and live all of your life in misery, your talent and studies wasted. Do YOU want that?"

"No." She slowly said.

Anne smiled mischievously. "Then help me and your half-brother, he is not as hating as you think. He is willing to make amends with you." She said.

Margaret seemed to regard her carefully and after a while she responded to her. "I will think about him My Lady." She said with a submissive, yet defiant tone that much amused Anne.

(1530)

April 14th / Greenwich

A silent figure crept through the walls of the palace at Greenwich; she smiled happily as she saw someone surprise her. "Ahh!!" She screamed and the man grabbed her, rather forcefully, but at the same time with caution not to harm her.

She screamed playfully as he wrestled in an equal playful manner with her. She told him to stop but instead he laughed heartedly and gave her the warmest smile.

"Mary." He said, the girl he let go was laughing at his overly serious face, he stopped doing it and instead returned to his calm face which made the young girl laugh even harder.

"What is so funny my Lady?" He asked in amusement.

She smiled at him and threw herself at him, literally, bumping him to the nearest three where she knew he was not really hit, but he only pretended to be for her amusement and his too.

"No silly!" She said amused one again that he was playing the serious man card.

Out of all the men that were around her father's Court, Thomas was the man she most respected, but it was her father's latest rejection at her and him, that made her draw apart from all that she now considered nonsense.

She was not stupid, despite what that woman, Anne Boleyn, might think. Mary was a very smart and a very rightful heir to the throne of England.

A position in which she was once the most adored from her father; but now she was in constant danger not from Anne or from the rest of her grandmother's enemies, but her father.

Ever since he started to listen to that google eye whore, as many of the laymen called her, he began to fall slowly into madnesss, a madness that was responsible for killing her mother and making her grandmother, the Princess Katherine, feel rejected and ashamed of herself.

Mary despite all these constant grievances, kept her cool and remained to the public with a calm exterior. She had been taught by the best of teachers, her own grandmother that when one faces adversity, it was best not to show emotions to your enemies for that will make you appear weak and easy to control. Mary therefore, had never shown her emotions in public, she stayed strong like her grandmother, the woman who had been responsible for most of her education in her early years.

Thomas, the man who was holding her moments earlier looked at her with his penetrating dark eyes, his eyes she noticed as before, were the same shape of eyes her own father had. She had always known this because she easily knew that Thomas was her father's father, it was so easy to see just by looking at their attitudes and interactions together.

She pulled away from his chest and looked at his chocolate brown eyes with her piercing blue ones.

"Grandfather ... would you leave me if the King commanded it to you? If the King, my father, were to leave me aside for her (Anne's) children tell me you will adopt me and take me to your family ... please ... tell me now." She said bluntly, using for the first time since they met, the word 'grandfather' to him and acknowledge him as such.

Thomas stood there bewildered by her words as she had expected him to, but instead of running away or sending her silly excuses like her father and late mother always did, he embraced her in a loving hug and said to her sweetly, but yet serious.

"Mary I will never leave you ... and your father will not leave you" He stated to her.

Mary in response shook her head rather violently. "No!" She yelled. "He will once he marries that woman, and you have to take me with you, it is the only chance I got for survival, you must understand."

Seeing no way out of this he said. "Yes" to her and she in response hugged him too. She may think that his words were comfort for she they were but she was nonetheless glad to hear them; what she did not know was that they were not lies, not one of them.

What Thomas had said to his first granddaughter had been true, he would do everything to keep her safe, even if he had to defy his son if necessary.

He - the King- was blind to see that Mary was not his child, she was his all the way and Thomas knew this for one simple reason, her birthmark. Everyone in the family More had a birthmark in the form of an upside down cross, his daughter Margaret had one just left of her elbow, his younger daughter Elizabeth had one too, only hers was close to her neck.

Mary's as he saw from her leg that was visible by the slash that was on her dress from so much running, was the form of an upside down cross, it was tiny and like his daughters' barely seen but it was there still. Time had not made it any less visible then his daughters.

This and more, were proof enough to believe that Mary was indeed his first granddaughter and heir apparent to his son's apparent throne.

Whatever he may bring to Mary, he, her grandfather would make sure that she would be in his loving arms if Katherine was deprived of her right to do so, Thomas would never give up.

'I will keep you safe' He said from his mind.

As he held her, he silently made a bow from the inside of his mind that should something terrible happen, as it had always happened in his latest dreams since he lost his child, he would take care and adopt Mary to be raised as his own. Even if all the others declared her a bastard.

A/N:

I know last part so sad:

But Chapter 15 comes the part you all want, the wedding of Anne Boleyn to Henry! but it will bring consequences to our favorite lover, Kat and Thomas. And ... will Meg accept Anne's offer whole heatedly? hmmm ... find out next chap.

What song should I use for next chapter that marks the beginning for a new era but at the same time, one that may bring great things at first for Henry and Anne, and at that time and later horrible consequences for Kat, Thomas, Meg and Mary and then later as we know for H/A?

Here are the candidates: you vote:

Wicked - song to elfaba, wicked witch of the west from the one who becomes scarecrow.

You'll be in my heart - Phill Collins.

Incomplete- Backstreet boys

Call me when your sober - Evanescence

Somewhere - Night wish I think.

My heart will go on and one - Celie Dion (Or should I keep this at the scaffold scene w/Anne?)

Times like these - Foo fighters

Outside- Staind.

Everywhere- Michelle Branch / All you wanted - Michelle Branch

You tell me which songs should be for which and which is better for the wedding, it will be decided by you the reviewers and viewers who I respect and deserve to have a say on their own and I will take your opinion into account, should you want to suggest otherwise, feel free to do so.