Two girls and a boy
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Autumnrose2010- yes it is
Katherine Howard loved masquerades more than anything. Making herself into an older, more mysterious version was exhilarating and after all, she loved playing dress up.
"Anne, what did you think of the prince?" she asked eagerly
"He was alright, I guess. Probably wants us to be his fangirls that fall at his feet and take our shirts off," Anne shrugged
"He is perfect for you!" Katherine encouraged.
"Katherine! It's too soon! Please!" Anne snapped, clearly thinking of Henry Percy. Henry Percy was Anne's first love and they were going to be engaged but then Anne went to tell her sister, Mary. Only to find Henry on top of her. Two weeks later, she went to see Henry and sort it out but he'd shot himself in the head and his body was cold to the touch.
"Please say you'll come out with me tonight" Katherine tried, changing her tactics
"Fine! You're not a quitter, has anyone told you this?" Anne grumbled.
"Yes!" Katherine cheered, pulling out two formal dresses. One was red and sleeveless with a long, dramatic skirt. The other was short and navy blue with thin straps.
"Which one is mine?" Anne asked, motioning for Katherine to throw her the dress. The red one ended up in her arms a minute later along with a sequinned scarlet mask with a coral coloured feather. Katherine, on the other hand, wore the navy dress with a silver mask with blue flowers on it. The two girls got changed before putting on their makeup, jewellery and shoes before leaving to the masquerade ball.
Henry got to the ball, bored out of his mind, with his adviser, Thomas Culpeper
"I saw you with Anne Boleyn and Katherine Howard today," Culpeper said, eyeing Henry for a reaction
"Yes, so?" Henry asked, trying to keep his cool. Anne. Katherine. Anne. Katherine
"It is good for you to see them, they are very high women, but be careful with your interaction. You are, after all, betrothed to the lady Jane Seymour.
Henry rolled his eyes and tried not to poke his tongue out at the name. Jane was like a sister to him. A plain, shy sister with no substance whatsoever. Suddenly, there was a commotion and two girls walked in.
Anne and Katherine. Katherine and Anne. Anne in a dramatically long red dress, her black hair in a ponytail that trickled down her back, her lips bloody red. Katherine was in a navy blue dress that set of her long curly blonde hair, her smirk pink now.
"Excuse me, Culpeper," Henry said, leaving to talk to the two girls. He was determined to fall in love tonight.