Chapter 36

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July 17, 1520

Hampton Court

Queen Katherine's Bedchamber

Katherine was in despair. Her husband was showing off his mistress to the whole Court. Their children were even at Court, and Isabella was at an age, where she knew something was not right between her parents. Many times she would ask her mother what was wrong, and Katherine would reply:

"Nothing, my darling. Your father is just very busy."

Deep down, Katherine was languishing. She was very beautiful, even at the age of 32, and Henry did nothing, but hurt her. He had not been intimate with her, ever since the birth of their last child, nearly 2 years ago. He was more interested in his mistresses. She strongly believed that Mary Boleyn's daughter, Katerina, was Henry's bastard, but it could not be proven, since she was married. Elizabeth Blount was definitely carrying Henry's bastard and Henry was very happy. Katherine had to deal with the jousts and feasts that celebrated the mistresses pregnancy.

"My lady, the King is here." Lady Elizabeth Darrel said.

"Send him in." Katherine answered.

Henry walked in, wearing his nightshirt.

"Katherine, how are you?" Henry asked Katherine, as he climbed into bed.

"I would be better, if you visited me more often." Katherine replied bitterly.

Henry was expecting this. Katherine was his wife and he neglected her, but he was excited by the impending birth of his 4th child. However, Katherine was still able to have children. Henry just enjoyed his mistresses and if children came along with them, he would celebrate them. Katherine just had to endure it.

"Katherine, why must you be so difficult? Your father took mistresses." Henry pointed out.

"My father did not flaunt them in front of my beloved mother. He actually loved her." Katherine said.

"I do love you Katherine, how dare you suggest I do not love you?!" Henry said, in anger.

"Then why isn't your beloved child in my womb? I still bleed regularly, just like I did 20 years ago." Katherine said.

Henry was furious. He had lost 5 children by Katherine, and did not want to go through that again. He wanted a 2nd son. He was thankful that Harry, his beloved 6 year old son, was healthy and alive. He also loved his 10 year old Isabella and his little 4 year old Mary. He loved all 3 of his children, but Katherine had suffered too many failed pregnancies. He did not want to risk it again.

"Katherine, I am the King. I may sire bastard children. Why can't you accept my blood?" Henry almost begged Katherine.

"Henry, I have nothing against the child. I just wish you had put the said child in my womb." Katherine replied. She then turned over and went to sleep.

"Good night, Katherine." Henry said, as he went to sleep.

Westhorpe Hall, Suffolk.

Elizabeth was cradling her daughter, Catherine. She had a horrible nightmare and ran to her mother's bedchamber. She wished that Charles was home to help her with their 4 children. They were still young and needed their father, not just their mother.

"I miss Papa." little Catherine said.

"I know, Cate." Elizabeth replied, pressing a kiss to her daughter's forehead. Elizabeth loved all of her children, but she held a special bond with Catherine. She was also pushed aside, lust like Elizabeth, by Charles. Whenever he did visit, he was more interested in his sons and having sex with Elizabeth, which resulted in more pregnancies. Catherine had a more affectionate and close-knitted relationship with her mother. Elizabeth,had long ago, sworn to be an active mother to her children.

"Mama, why doesn't Papa love me?" Catherine asked.

Elizabeth was shocked. Her 5 year old thought her father did not love her.

"Cate, your father does love you. He just has a more active relationship with your brothers. Your Papa loves Court life and he hates to be away from Court." Elizabeth answered her eldest child.

"Then why did he marry you, and have us, if he hates coming home?" Catherine asked her mother.

Elizabeth was stomped. She did not have an answer for her daughter, for she had asked herself that very same question many times in the 6 years of their marriage.

"I don't know, sweetheart." Elizabeth answered honestly.

Catherine hugged her mother and wept quietly.

Edinburgh Castle, Scotland

Queen Margaret's Bedchamber

"MMMMMM James." Margaret moaned, as James thrusted her repeatedly. They were making love for the 2nd time that night. They were not trying to conceive a child, it was out of pure passion. She was almost 31 years old and James was 47 years old, but was still active with his young wife. They also had 2 teenagers. Prince James was 14 years old and was very active and Princess Elisabeth was almost 13 years and was a very beautiful young woman, who was betrothed to the Duke of Lisbon and would depart for Portugal when she was 16 years old. She was vey excited.

"Oh Margaret, yes!" James screamed, as he came deep inside his wife.

Margaret and James shared a deep, passionate kiss and fell asleep.

Castille, Spain

Princess Mary's Bedchamber

Mary was with child, yet again. She was due in September and was too take to her chamber in the coming weeks. Charles was very happy. this was their 4th child and Queen Joanna was equally happy. She was getting older, but was still young and active. She knew that she was not going to die for a long time.

"My love, how are you?" Charles asked his heavily pregnant wife.

"I am well, sweetheart." Mary replied, with a smile on her beautiful face. At age 24 and with her 4th pregnancy, she was still very beautiful.

"I am so in love with you, sweet Maria. You are a true angel to me." Charles said, as he kissed Mary.

Mary was so happy. She was filled with joy. She was expecting another child, had a loving husband and was well respected by the Spanish people.

"I am truly blessed." Mary said, with a smile.