September 3rd 1515
Somerset Manor
Mary Seymour nee Boleyn POV
I am all alone here on my own as Edward is in Germany on a business trip for King George I and while I am at home waiting for my husband to return.
He is staying with John, the Duke of Cleves and the father to our daughter's betrothed should I have a little girl.
John's son, Edmund is bright at only the age of three and we will be so lucky to have Edmund as an in-law for a daughter of ours as Elizabeth is betrothed to King James V of Scotland.
Alexander is betrothed to Princess Rachel of England, Anthony to Princess Mary of England, George to Princess Joana of Portugal, James to newborn Alice Naples, and Draconis to William Brereton's newborn daughter, Heather Brereton.
Samuel's wife, Aria gave birth to triplets, two boys and one girl just two weeks ago named Alice, Marcus, and Darius.
While Nerissa gave birth a week ago to four babes, two boys and two girls. Leonardo, Heather, Hadrian, and Violet.
September 27th 1515
Somerset Nursery
I am finished singing my babes to sleep and as I close the door, a messenger comes with a letter from Edward.
Dear Mary,
Do not fear as I will be home soon and by your side. John III, Duke of Cleves' wife has given birth to another girl. They named her Anna and she will be betrothed to Prince Eric, Duke of Canterbury and become his wife when they are twelve and turning twelve by proxy and will consummate their marriage on their fourteenth year. They need not worry of heirs as Crown Prince George has to worry about that, not the spare heirs. I know they are more than spare heirs but that is how they are seen and I cannot stop that.
Your loving husband,
Edward Seymour, Duke of Somerset
I want to be mad at Edward at calling any babe a spare but I know he does not see them as spares but it is what others see the babes as.
It burns me to know any child can be called a spare or even an unwanted child if born female.
I should know as both Anne and I were unwanted children as we were not the sons my father wanted from our mother even though three years after Anne's birth, she gave birth to George we were still unwanted.
Now that father has plenty of sons, he doles out love to every daughter he has and Anne and I are still getting used to father showering us with the love and attention that we have wanted since we were little toddlers.
October 1st 1515
Greenwich Palace, Queen's Chambers
Queen Nadine (Isabella) POV
I see my (Nadine's) unwed sister and I go to George and ask if he knows anyone who will wed my thirteen-year-old sister.
He says he knows of a few and gives me mini portraits to look at to see who Clara will marry as it is my choice.
There is a fifteen-year-old Earl in Germany in need of a wife but I save that for her twin, Beryl.
There is a thirty-year-old Duke in Spain that I set with my twelve-year-old cousin, Primrose.
And finally, there is a sixty-one-year-old King in need of a Queen who has no sons from his past marriage.
King Bogislaw X, King of Norway is in search of a bride who will give him sons and I write to him and tell him that my sister will gladly be his Queen and mother to his heirs.
I call Clara in and am ready to tell her the great news of her impending marriage.
''Clara dear sister, I have found you a husband.''
''Really? Who will I be marrying?''
''King Bogislaw X of Norway.''
''The Norwegian King? But why? He is sixty-one and he has been known to take lovers. Please let me wed anyone but him.''
''Enough. We have already sent him the dowry and the assurances that you will be the model Queen. You will marry Bogislaw and you will do so with a smile on your face. He is coming and you will be wed on the tenth of this month.''
''Yes, my Queen.''
I plan three weddings and three dowries that my family will be paying to the grooms.
October 3rd 1515
Royal Chapel
Beryl Black POV
''I Friedrich Herr, take thee, Beryl Black to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part, and thereto I plight thee my troth.'' Friedrich, Earl of Dresden vowed.
''I Beryl Black, take thee, Friedrich Herr to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to be Bonaire and buxom in bed and at board, till death do us part, and thereto I plight unto thee my troth.'' I vowed.
''You may now kiss the bride.'' the priest said.
Friedrich seals our wedding with a kiss.
Royal Ballroom
We have a ball to celebrate our wedding and after a few hours we retire to the bedroom.
We consummate the marriage ten times (conceiving a child) and as soon as the sun rises, we will board a ship to Germany and I will live my life there.
I will occasionally come back to England of course, but I am the wife to the Earl of Dresden now and as such, I will live where he demands we live.
October 5th 1515
Royal Chapel
Primrose Black POV
I finish saying my vows and am now Duchess of Girona as my husband, Antonio Garcia is the Duke of Girona.
We kiss and make our way down the aisle and into the ballroom as father has paid for a ball to be held to celebrate my marriage to a Duke as he worried that I would never marry as I am not as beautiful as my cousin, Queen Nadine.
I have my mother's red hair, my father's sapphire blue eyes, a pale complexion, a heart shaped face with freckles lightly splattered on my cheeks, and my mother's button nose.
Later that night
I strip and await my husband as he strips and breaks my maidenhead and makes passionate love to me five times.
I rest knowing that in the morning I will leave for Spain, specifically Girona as Antonio has a residence there and we shall live there for the rest of our lives.
We will come to England, or go to France, Norway, Russia, and Germany if summoned.
We blow out the candles and drift off to sleep to await the new day.
October 6th 1515
Harbor
Antonio Garcia POV
I see my bride saying her farewells to her family as we will be in Spain unless summoned.
We may come for holidays but that is if she is not with child.
I then make it known that the ship is ready to leave and will not wait any longer for us.
I let her go up the ramp first then go up the ramp myself and she waves as the ship sets sail.
October 10th 1515
Royal Chapel
Clara Black POV
''I, King Bogislaw X take thee, Clara Black to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part, and thereto I plight thee my troth.'' King Bogislaw vowed.
''I, Clara Black take thee, King Bogislaw X to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to be Bonaire and buxom in bed and at board, till death do us part, and thereto I plight unto thee my troth.'' I vowed.
''You may now kiss the bride.'' the priest says.
Then as he had brought the officials for a coronation, was my coronation.
''Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the people of the Kingdom of Norway, and the dominions thereto belonging, according to the statutes in Parliament agreed on, and the laws and customs of the same?'' the bishop asks.
''I solemnly promise to do so.''
''Will you to your power cause law and justice in mercy to be executed in all your judgements?''
''I will.''
''Will you to the utmost of your power maintain the laws of God, the true profession of the gospel and the Catholic religion established by law, and will you preserve unto the bishops and clergy of the Norwegian realm, and to the churches committed to their charge, all such rights and privileges as by law do or shall appertain unto them, or any of them?''
''All this I promise to do.'' I say.
I then lay my hand on the gospels.
''The things which I have here before promised, I will perform and keep. So, help me God.'' I vow.
The bishop comes to me and with his servant, takes the crown of the Queen of Norway puts it on my head and declares me Queen of Norway.
Later that night
I strip and lay on the bed, letting Bogislaw have easy access to me and he does not strip at all really.
He only pulled his pants down enough so he was free and enters me fast, breaking my maidenhead and makes rough love to me seven times, consummating the marriage and trapping me in a loveless marriage.
When I will give him a son, I shall take a secret lover and pass any babe of my lover's as Bogislaw's.
I drift off
To sleep as I will leave for Norway tomorrow as Bogislaw said he only had a day free and then he shall return.
I know as soon as he dies, I will be Queen as I will fool Bogislaw into making a will that says I shall be Queen until our first-born son is twelve.
That should be plenty enough time and who knows it might be my lover's babe on the throne as I took a potion to prevent pregnancy tonight.
October 12th 1515
Bogislaw's Glory ship
I smirk as I am preventing pregnancy right now as I do not feel like conceiving his child.
My lover whoever he may be will be the father of my children, not this old man.
In fact, I see a knight and Duke of King Bogislaw's court.
His name is Thor Ericson, Duke of Reine, and he looks just like Bogislaw that no one would be able to tell.
I put a sleeping potion in my husband's drink and sneak into Thor's room, and since I had taken the potion to increase pregnancy, I strip out of my clothes and strip him out of his sleep pants.
And as he is asleep, I make him hard and as soon it is at its full length, I sit on him, his member plunging deep within me and begin to ride him as he begins to wake.
He sees me and moans as I continue pleasuring him until he finishes inside of me and then he switches our positions and makes passionate love to me four more times (impregnating me in the process).
I leave but not without a gift, a servant on board who knows what shall happen should she say anything and watch as he makes love to her five times before leaving and covering up what I have done by sleeping with Bogislaw (does not get pregnant by him).
I will have my children with Thor on the throne of Norway.