His Majesty King Herny looked down at his infant daughter he would prefer to have a second son but he couldn't blame his French wife
"My Isabelle you have gotten your Beautiful looks from your lady mother". Said Herny happily almost Childlike happy go the servants in the household of Herny of Lancaster
" You there send for The Queen, The Prince of Wales and The Duchess of Cowell". Asked Herny as he held the young babe in his arms he smiled as the sunlight shone on his daughter
Her golden curls look like gold in his Royal jewels and crown her eyes like diamonds he knew at that moment he would never marry her off to a foreign Prince or a Duke not even to a king
His family walked in the royal living quarters that he made for his wife and children
"My dear Queen come sit". Command Herny happily as he watched little Edward and his dear Maggie came closer his firstborn child Maggie or Margaret
His Red-haired daughter to was married to Edward of York but he had married the eldest Rivers girl Elizabeth or Eleanor? Henry couldn't remember which one Lady Rivers had birthed her lord husband many children and is pregnant with her 13th child
"My Maggie how would you feel to be a princess in all named and title?". Asked Herny
Margaret smiled as she knew her gentle words and her having a new child would ease Herny's idea only of making her a Duchess even a Royal Duchess but a Duchess only
" Oh, Lord Father! You flatter". Blushed the soon to be Princess
Margaret smiled shd knew her adoptive daughter
"Papa". Said, Edward trying to get his father's attention
" Oh, My Prince of Wales". Reply Herny to his only son
"I want Brother!". Deamned Edward
Margaret smirked at her son he knew his duty as a future king of England
"Then I and your lady mother shall fulfill your wishes little prince of Lancaster". Said Herny proudly his former self showing in for one minute
Making both Margaret and Maggie smiled their husband and father the proud king of England might be coming back to them and now he had a little daughter and an heir to come back to hopefully he shall come back to a Duke of Lancaster
"Edward". Said a woman's voice softly through the small room where she laid her golden hair was loose not under her normal headdress of Stain and jewels her grey-blue eyes tried to look for her husband the one she adored with all her heart and body the one she fails to birthed a son yet she had given him a daughter a child healthy and strong yet a daughter none the less she waited for her husband to say something just something
"Elizabeth we have a daughter! Our own Yorkist Princess! Just picture it, my love, Our Yorkist Princess being hail a Princess by the Lancasterins!". Proclaimed, Edward of York, Earl of March
"Our Cecily of York". Said Elizabeth happily as she thought that Edward would be named his firstborn daughter after his lady mother but he then corrected her " Elizabeth my Queen of York Elizabeth the Princess of York the one true heiress to the throne just imaged It, my love".
Elizabeth smiled she and Edward have a child in their first year of marriage that is more than Margaret of Anjou could say
"Our Next will be a son my love if not then we shall have another daughter". Claimed Edward
Elizabeth smiled she now had a new family a husband who adores her and a pretty daughter to add that she knew Edward was would not mind not having a son so soon as she was 15 and Edward 18 years old