{a little flashback - a few weeks prior to Mary learning of her mother's death}
Katherine of Aragon, Queen of England, and mother of the current Queen and Queen of France had died. She caught the sweating sickness, her daughter Isabella languished in agony for a week but had been saved by the royal physicians. Anne had just given birth to Princess Elizabeth her little beautiful girl when the news of Katherine's death had reached her. She had not come out of her chambers since, barring all from entering to prevent them to see her pain. Henry was beside himself with grief seeing his beloved mourning so much. He had loved Katherine once, and cared for her even after the divorce and was saddened by her passing.
"Charles, she will not speak to me." Charles looked at his friend compassionately. Anne had not been given the relationship with Katherine that she secretly longed for, that of mother and daughter. Not by anyone's command, but simply by Katherine's guilt keeping her distant.
"Henry, let me try to talk to her. She may listen to me." He was her father after all, and he knew the same pain she was feeling. He had loved Katherine so passionately at one time. Anne was the result of their forbidden love affair, and Charles hated seeing her in pain.
"Anne, sweetheart, Charles is here to see you." Henry spoke through the door, he was so sure she would tell them to go away.
"Please let him in Mary." Her sister and the two Janes were the only ones allowed in her chambers with her. They were not sure why she was so distraught over the passing of Katherine. Even now Anne kept her secret safe in her heart.
"Your majesty." Charles pushed back his emotions at seeing his Anne lying there holding something so tightly that he couldn't make out what it was.
"Please leave us" Anne spoke softly. As her family left her and the door shut behind her, she stood and ran to Charles.
"Daddy" is all she said, her tears welling up in her eyes. It was the first time she had ever called him that. She began crying hysterically, and all Charles could do was hold her to him. He scooped her up and carried her back to her bed, cradling her like he did his other children. Holding her protectively, he instinctively knew how to calm her down. It was strange, she reminded him so much of her half-sister Eleanor.
"I loved her so much. I never got to tell her." Anne sobbed.
"Anne, daughter, Katherine knew you loved her. She confessed to me once, that you had made her so very proud. She was afraid of causing a scandal even in the end." Charles stroked her hair as she pressed her head against his shoulder. "Lady Salisbury once told me that Katherine doting on your children, but she never understood the real reason. Katherine loved her grandchildren so much." Charles finally reached her, and she stopped crying as much. She wanted her Henry.
"Henry, your wife wants you." Charles said smiling, placing his hand on the King's shoulder as he passed by.
"Anne, my love." Henry leaned down and kissed her on the nose. That was always his way of showing her how much he cared.
"Henry, I want a grand memorial for my mother." She went on to explain how she wanted it to give her the honors of a Queen, it was the one thing she could do for her that she never felt she could in life.
{Present}
"Isabella" Owen called out to his "sister". She had been moved into a room at Hatfield after her recovery her home at Aragon Manor. She was was still mourning the loss of her mother, and rarely came out of her room.
"Izzy" Arthur called out, he couldn't pronounce her name correctly and she was forever know as Izzy to the little ones. Isabella was completely alone now, she father and mother both dead and the only sister she knew was in France.
"Children, it is time for us to depart for Hampton Court" Lady Salisbury announced.
"Lady Salisbury, the Queen has sent me to retrieve Lady Isabella" Lady Wyatt spoke softly.
"Isabella, I have come to bring you to court. The Queen has something very important to discuss with you." Isabella looked up confused.
"Why would the Queen wish to speak with me?"
"It is a personal matter, your lady." Jane knew what it was about but didn't think it was her place.
"Lady Isabella" Anne stood up and hugged the little girl.
"Isabella, I have news from your sister to share with you." Isabella's face lit up, she loved Mary so very much. Anne took a deep breath before releasing her youngest sister.
"She is with child, and she has asked for you to go live with her and Prince Henry in France. Would you like that?" Anne asked sweetly. Isabella looked sad, she missed her sister but she was afraid of the journey.
"Queen Anne, where is my mommy?" The question broke Anne's heart. Isabella had known her mother died, but she wasn't sure if she had suppressed the memory or if she was asking where she was buried.
"Isabella, please call me Anne. Your mother is ..."
"I just want to see where she is buried." she interrupting Anne. Anne sighed in relief, she didn't think she could handle telling her that Katherine had died.
"I will take you to her tomorrow."
"Thank you. And yes I would love to go be with Mary, Anne." Isabella hugged Anne, and began to cry. Anne could feel the tears beginning to build once more. She looked up to see Charles and Henry standing in the doorway. Henry looked at Charles and whispered. "Thank you for being there for Anne."