March 15th 1517

Hamburg Manor, Germany

Beryl Balke nee Black POV

I am two months from delivering as the midwife believes since I am carrying more than one child, I will deliver early.

I at least pretend to love Finn (Hans) as Primrose is worried about me as she heard about my suicide attempt.

I remembered then what God thought of suicide and that He would not want to kill myself.

I scold myself mentally for ever wanting to take my own life and committing a sin against God.

I hope God will forgive me and that He sees the reason why I tried to do it in the first place although I was being stupid, I wanted to be free from Hans and wasn't thinking clearly.

March 30th 1517

Finn Balke (Hans Wolff) POV

I have guards looking after my wife so that if she tries to kill herself again, they can stop her.

With that taken care of, I go and tend to my pregnant cousin, Greta Schwarz nee Wolff as she is carrying my child in her womb.

Although it will be recognized as her husband's since he believes that the babe is his.

Alaric Schwarz has been called to help in the war and as soon as I think that, a letter comes from messenger telling me that I, Finn Balke am called to the battlefield and so I don my armour, get my sword, pack the things I need and ride out to battle as Germany has joined the war and is helping England as three princesses are the last piece of their mother as Queen Angelique was friends with the late Queen Isabella Plantagenet nee Bête and ever since she has died, Queen Angelique has been depressed.

I kiss my cousin on the forehead, give a passionate kiss to Beryl and kiss my son, Elias on the forehead then get on my horse and ride to the battlefield.

April 5th 1517

Blutenburg Castle

Queen Angelique POV

I am still dressed in black for my dear friend, Isabella who was Queen of England in her short life and a short Queenship.

I see a letter addressed to me that I have ignored for the past few years and I finally open it.

Dear Angelique,

If you are reading this you hear that I have died in childbirth when in fact only my body died my dear friend. I had felt Death upon my body and I then saw my answer to stay with George and our children. Nadine Black looks exactly like me and is of childbearing years. I hope you do not ignore this as you know why I cannot say in public who I am as the Pope would call me a witch, which is a fact and that George would then have to bastardize our children after burning me. So please read this as soon as you can.

Your dear friend,

Queen Isabella

I rejoice in knowing she is still alive but in a different body but I know no one can find out so I burn the letter and put a mask on so that no one will figure it out from me.

So, I redress into a light blue gown and tell everyone that Isabella came to me in my dreams and told me to live my life and that she is always with me when they asked what has changed.

The people believe that God sent her to me to save me from myself as my husband has to feed me otherwise, I would be dead by now.

And now that he is on the battlefield with other Lords, Knights, Earls, and Dukes he cannot make sure that I eat until now.

I fix myself a healthy portion of food and get back to my normal routine.

With Cornelius as the heir to the throne as he is the son of Maximilian and Bianca Maria Sforza before her death, and brother to the late King Philip of Castile and uncle to King Charles V of Spain and the next Holy Roman Emperor.

I hold no ill will towards Cornelius for being born before any son of mine with Maximilian as he cannot help when he was born or who to.

As tomorrow is his birthday, I go out to buy him a present and I know it as soon as I see it, a silver dagger with sapphires on the hilt as he is our little warrior.

I have it packaged and wrapped for his birthday and I sign it.

To my son even if not by blood

Love,

your stepmother Angelique

April 6th 1517

Crown Prince's Rooms

Prince Cornelius POV

I awake to see my stepmother putting several presents on my desk.

''Stepmother? Why are you putting presents in my room?''

''I know since you are worried about losing your father you forget some things but today is your birthday and I wanted to let you know you are cherished.''

I hug her as even though she has always bought me presents these last few years, she has been sad since Auntie Isabella died.

I open one to see a beautiful silver dagger with sapphires encrusted in it and I see the note.

''Thank you, mommy.'' I tell her as I have seen her as a mother ever since she married papa in 1510 a year after my real mommy died.

Something wet falls on my head and I look up to see her crying.

''I have always wanted to hear that but I understood that you missed your mother and so never pressured you to call me mommy or mother.''

I hug her again knowing that she has always loved me as her own even when she was a lady-in-waiting to my mother.

My other presents consist of Le Morte d'Arthur by Thomas Malory from my sister, Anna who is four years younger as she was born in February of 1511 and had been betrothed to the late Prince William of England, a new wardrobe from the maids, a sword from father as he had bought it before he went away and requested it be given to me on my birthday, a journal from my little brother, Anton and from his twin sister Amelia, I get a puppy.

They did well for two-year-old's and I am proud of them.

They are my favorite siblings so far as father does have illegitimate children which hurts mother as she has given him five healthy children and yet he still has mistresses.

As I think that, I see her touch her stomach and instantly know that she is with child again and that should father die, the child will never know father like I have barely any memories of my true mother.

A/N I just put that in there to let people know that yeah suicide is real as I would want to help anyone who is depressed as talking to someone can save their life and we should all do it because I believe the ones who try to commit suicide need to be heard.