Ages-

Katherine of Aragon-33

King Henry VIII-26

Princess Mary Tudor-2

Princess Elizabeth-1

Sir Thomas More-41

Sir Francis Bryan-28

Thomas Boleyn-41

Anne Boleyn- 17

Mary Boleyn-20

George Boleyn-6

Cordelia Tudor-7 months

Isabella Boleyn-1

Tom Boleyn-1

Lady Jane Howard-15

Ambassador Eustace Chapuy's-29

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December, 1 1518

Thomas and George stayed outside as I hurried the rest of the children back into the castle "Mary, sweetheart time to go with your nurse" I said kissing her forehead.

"Bye mama" she said waving I smiled looking down at George and Isabella who hung onto my skirts.

"Do we go?" Tom asked shivering slightly in the cold I smiled.

"No, Mary had to go for other reasons" I said kneeling down to their height.

"Where Cordy?" Isabella asked curiously I smiled, she, Mary and Tom could not pronounce Cordelia and have decided to nickname her Cordy.

"She is in the nursery she it too young to go outside" I said standing back up placing a hand on my stomach.

"Mama you tummy getter bigger" Tom said as I led them to my chambers.

"That is because I am having a baby, Tom" both their eyes went wide and looked at my stomach in shock.

"You ate a baby?" Isabella said in awe and I could not help but laugh as the ladies around us did.

"No, the baby grows in my stomach before it is time to be born"

"How does it get out?" Tom asked and I opened my mouth but nothing came out.

"When you are older you shall find out" I said patting both their heads taking a seat.

"Boy or girl?" Isabella asked slapping her hands onto my lap and Tom looked at me expecting an answer.

"I do not know, we shall not find out till it is born" I said leaning forward kissing her head. "But me and your father thought of names" I said and they both bounced in delight "if it is a boy is shall be Anthony and if it is a girl Catalina".

They both tried pronouncing them for a moment before completely giving up "when will it be here?" Tom then asked.

"In 7 months" they both looked at my stomach in distain before going to play with some toys. While they were preoccupied I went to the small stand I kept hidden in the back kneeling holding my mothers rosary, which Thomas gave me back. I closed my eyes and let the familiar Latin fall from my lips.

"Mama, are you talking to God?" Isabella whispered surprising me I jumped slightly and she giggled.

"Yes, I am" I said and she mimicked me kneeling in front of the small alter.

"Can I?" she asked her bright blue eyes staring up and me.

"I want too" Tom said coming to my other side.

"Yes you can, but remember you cannot tell anyone tis a secret between us" they nodded eagerly on either side of me.

"What do we do?" Isabella said her voice quiet and embarrassed.

"Here take these" I said handing them both rosary's that were left before the alter "and just speak you God in your mind, thank him and ask him for guidance threw out your lives" they both nodded following my example perfectly.

"Katherine!" I heard Thomas's voice snap from the doorway and I jumped up quickly fumbling to grab the rosary's in their hands which the efficiently hid perfectly in their pockets.

"I t-thought-" I started my voice nervous as he stood glaring into the room.

"Yes, I know what you thought" he snapped, then he looked down to Tom and Isabella "go with your nurse" he said severely and I leaned down kissing their heads pushing them along.

Their tiny faces looked guilty as they looked back at me as their nurse led them back to the nursery. I smiled encouragingly at them, but the smile slipped from my face as the door closed.

"Thomas" I said quietly, but he cut me off.

"What in the hell do you think you are doing?" he snapped grabbing my shoulders roughly, I gasped staring up at him in shock.

"It is not…I just" I stuttered unable to think of anything as he held my shoulders tightly.

"How many times do I have to tell you" he hissed grabbing the rosary from my hand and I let out a cry as he threw them across the room. I watched as my mothers rosary hit the wall falling limply to the ground and he grabbed my jaw forcing me to look at him. "Answer me God dammit" he snarled angrily and I looked up into his angry menacing face.

"I-I do not remember" I admitted.

"I have asked you plenty of times, and nicely of course to stop with your Catholic views" he said his face inches from mine in a feral sneer. "You know the consequence are death or imprisonment in the Tower and yet you try to teach it to our children" he said shacking me.

"Stop!" I cried out laying a hand on my stomach in fear and he did so, but his anger still rippling to the surface "I told you I will not-".

"YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!" he roared and I whimpered in fear cringing away from him "I told you our children, and Mary as well are being raised Protestant, tis the King's command and that is the end of it" he said picking me an inch of the ground by my shoulders.

"Tis heresy, I will not let you dam my children's souls, I did not force them to do anything they willingly wanted to learn" I said looking him straight in the eye.

"Heresy? My dear you are well uninformed, you belong to the Church of England and take no authority from the corrupt Rome" he said pulling me close to him forcing me to stand on my tip toes.

"You can not condemn all for the sins of the few" I snapped up to him "you are damming their souls" I whimpered "I cannot let you do that, if they are willing to learn I cannot tell them no".

"Yes you will, they would have never asked if they did not see you practicing it behind my back they would have never asked" he stared at me a few more moments "did you tell them to lie to me?" he demanded I looked down guiltily.

"I did not tell them to lie" I said quietly, his grip on my arms tightened as he shook me till I looked back up at him. "I just told them not to mention it to you" I said at last tears starting to shine in my eyes, it felt like the early days of our marriage.

"So not only are you teaching them a religion I told you not to you are teaching them to lie and deceive me, their father" he snarled picking me a few inches off the ground dangling in the air.

"NO!" I yelled grabbing his shoulders "that was never my intention" I said truthfully.

"Then what was" he growled angrily letting me fall to my feet still holding tight to my shoulders as my arms wrapped around my stomach protectively. His eyes were alight with a devilish fire as he glared down at me "tell me Katherine what was your fucking intention" he snarled.

"Stop…Thomas please" I said sobs bubbling in my throat.

"No, tell me" he said pulling me roughly against him forcing my to look up at him.

"You cannot expect me to give up a religion I grew up with threw my entire life" I whimpered tears falling from my eyes.

"Do you not realize that if anyone found out the King's anger would know no bounds and you would be sent to the Tower!" he snarled, his breathing was hard as I felt his chest heave in anger.

"Thomas please, the baby" I said looking down to my stomach pressed into his.

"Yes, I remember the child" he pushed me away tunneling his fingers threw his snowy hair "God dammit" he snarled slamming his fist against the wall causing his knuckles to bleed.

I jumped in fear and he turned back to he grabbing my wrists pulling me back roughly against him "your hand….its bleeding" I said looking down to his bloody knuckles.

"I will not have you poisoning their minds against me" he snarled threateningly, my eyes widened as fresh tears began to form.

"What….What are you saying?" I whimpered looking up into his eyes "are you sending them away from me?" his eyes softened just the slightest.

"Tis a thought" he said his voice hard.

"Please do not" I said trying to pull my wrists back, but he kept a firm grip.

"You are teaching them something that could get them killed, do you not think woman?" he snapped and I ignored keeping up my fight. "Do you want them to be killed?" he demanded and I gasped shacking my head tears falling from my eyes.

"No, I do not, how could you even think to ask me that" I sobbed.

"You are teaching them something that could have them killed" he snarled and I let my head fall looking at the floor.

"Y-You are not being fair" I said finally looking up at him.

"This is not about what is fair or not you stupid-" he stopped himself as I bit my lip, he took a deep breath "this is the last time I will ever say this" he said calmly. "I am letting your keep your mothers rosary beads only because she gave them to you, but I swear to God if I ever find you practicing the Catholic religion I will take them from you and send the children to Blinking Hall and you shall never see them again" he snapped.

"Yes Thomas" I said weakly.

"The damage is already done" he sighed letting me go and turning his back looking at his knuckles I went to the nightstand dipping a cloth in water and timidly walking up to him taking his bloodied hand into my own concentrating on cleaning in gently. He hissed in pain as I dabbed and tried pulling away but I held onto his hand.

"Stay still" I said softly and he listened as I finished, I went back to the stand grabbing a fresh cloth and tying it around his hand as blood pricked the newly cleaned flesh.

He grabbed my face when I was finished forcing me to look up at him "stubborn woman" he said leaning down and capturing my lips in a dominating kiss which I gladly gave into leaning against him. He broke away resting his forehead against mine his hands resting on the small bump forming in my stomach "heed what I say I would hate you to take the children from you" he said quietly and I nodded unwillingly.

"I am sorry" I said quietly keeping tears at bay.

"Did you give any rosary beads to Tom and Isabella?" he asked and I nodded hating to admit it.

"Yes, they….they kept them in their pockets" he pulled away from me.

"You will take them back and tell them you were wrong" he said grabbing my wrist and pulling me from the room.

"No" I gasped, but he ignored me pulling me out of the room and to the nursery.

"MAMA!" they both yelled upon seeing me and quickly ran to my side grabbing onto my skirts.

"Katherine" Thomas said sternly and I leaned down.

"Dios por favor me perdona para lo que debo hacer" I murmured to myself and they both looked at me curiously "Isabella, Tom I need the rosary's I gave you back" I said quietly and Tom reached into his pocket handing it back over obediently.

God please forgive me for what I must do

"But" Isabella said in confusion "but why?" she finished looking at me with curious blue eyes I stood back up feeling Thomas grab my shoulders squeezing gently.

"Because it was wrong for me to teach you something your father did not agree with" I said closing my eyes trying to keep as much dignity in this situation as possible.

"You not wrong" she said stepping away "papa is" my eyes widened as she spoke and I heard Thomas grind his teeth.

"Isabella" I said quickly "listen to mama and please give them back to me" she shook her head, ebony curls bouncing.

"No, papa wrong, he thinks wrong" she insisted I trembled slightly.

"Isabella" I said in warning.

"But you said he was" she whimpered and Thomas gripped my shoulder tightly.

"No! I said he thinks differently, now give them back to me, please" she shook her head defiantly crossing he arms. Thomas finally pushed passed me picking her small form up fishing threw her pocket and grabbing them out and shoving them into his pocket holding her by her shoulders.

"I am not wrong and you will not ever speak like that again" he growled to her Tom whimpered holding my legs and I grabbed Thomas's shoulders in fear for my younger daughter. "Your mother had no right teaching you that" he snapped placing her on her feet she quickly ran to me and I knelt down holding onto her tightly as she cried.

"How dare you she is only a year" I hissed at him and he grabbed my arm pulling me up.

"Go to our rooms this instant" he hissed his eyes full of fire.

"No I-"

"I SAID GO" he roared and the children whimpered in fear as my bottom lip trembled.

"Mama" they both wailed as I slowly walked towards the door.

"Go play with Lady Howard" I told them softly as Thomas pushed to towards the door.

They both looked at me helplessly as I forced a smile for their benefit "you told her I was wrong" he hissed dragging me down the hallway.

"I said you thought differently" I said to tired to fight.

"Look what you have done" he hissed pushing me into the chamber "see how defiant she is, that is because of you" he spat and I shook my head looking away.

"I do not want to fight" I said quietly.

"Tis too late for that" he said forcing me to look at him.

"I am carrying your child and yet you treat me like this?" I questioned as he again pulled me roughly against him. "Are you trying to make me lose it?" I knew it was wrong for me to say that, but I could not help it.

"You had best watch your tongue" he hissed "look what trouble it has gotten you in" I looked away sniffling keeping my hands protectively on my stomach.

"After everything you still treat me like this" I said quietly not looking at him, but rather our the window.

"Do you think I want to see you in the Tower?" he said his anger finally cooling "you do not realize the consequences of your actions" he said gently turning my head to look up at him "I will not let you make yourself a martyr" he said hugging me close to him.

"I never wanted to be a martyr" I said resting my head on his chest.

"Your actions suggest otherwise, you are too stubborn for your own good and it always seems to get you into trouble" he kissed the top of my head. "I will not lose you" he whispered and I looked up at him and he kissed me softly.

"It-It is so hard, I cannot just give up my religion" I said my words muffled as I buried my face in his chest.

"I know, but you must you have no choice" he pulled me away from him "sweetheart you must go rest much has happened today" I nodded and he led me into the bedchamber relieving me of my gown pulling the warm covers over me. "Sleep, I shall wake you in time for supper" I nodded closing my eyes the heavy weight of his threat to take my children from me on my chest.

I only had three reviews last chapter and would love some more. Also I'm putting up a pole because I honestly cant decide what Katherine should have and am wholly leaving it up to you! I promise to write some Anne&Henry next chapter.