AN: Well, here it is another chapter and another chapter closer to the end (don't worry a sequel is planned along the tracks). In anycase, just really a Christmas sort of chapter and since I think I have been staying away from the actual show in this story just a little, the majority is based of a scene from Season 3. Also, I would like to thank everyone that has reviewed this story so far and also alerted and faved. It is great to know that people actually read your work!

Thanks for reading and on with the chapter!

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Chapter Eleven: The Christmastide

24 December 1536

Christmastide quickly came and during the months previously, Rosalie had been trying to figure out how to use her talent. Edward had suggested that she try it on him as he would prefer to forget every time he ever had discuss anything with her but that ended up with a fight between the two of them and ended with Edward pinned to the floor. Everyone had unanimously decided best not to try on Edward, Edward agreed with the declaration stating that he didn't want to have to relive all these 'wonderful' conversations again.

Now with it being Christmas Eve, the whole Cullen 'Family' had come to court and had decided to be in the festive spirit. Alice and Esme were the only ones who had yet been to the court at Whitehall. Alice had been serving the Lady Elizabeth at her establishment at Hatfield and was accompanying the Lady Elizabeth to court as part of her retinue while Esme had been staying at the Cullen's estate and was accompanying Carlisle.

"The court is lovely isn't," asked Esme, turning towards Alice and Rosalie. Rosalie just laughed.

"They put up a few decorations and you think it is lovely, I guess it must not be that bad on an ordinary day after all," said Rosalie before walking off with Alice quickly tailing her.

"So that is the King, the man that wants you to be his mistress," said Alice smiling, looking at the man but then looking past him to his men that were standing on the wings, in case the King or his family needed anything. He had blonde curly hair and had, had golden eyes. Before Rosalie could answer that question, she blurted out another. "Who is that man, the one with the golden eyes? Is he once of us, I have never seen him before."

Rosalie looked over between the two of them. The man looked over at the two of them and Alice smiled towards the man. The man looked like he was in pain but he managed some sort of a smile towards Alice. Rosalie looked towards Alice as they started walking again. "I don't know who he is, a manservant to the King of course but I have never seen him before. Though there can be no denying that he has eyes for you Mistress Alice."

Alice looked shocked and then shook her head. "No, he was probably smiling at you."

Rosalie laughed. "No, I am sure he was looking at you. I didn't even smile at him while you did, do not deny it."

Alice became flushed and really wished that her special ability was to become invisible as it was the only way she could escape the torture of Rosalie's comments and the stares of the mysterious vampire. As she looked over at the King once again, she saw that he, his wife Queen Jane and his elder daughter, Lady Mary were talking to an older woman, though she wasn't sure who the lady was.

Alice remembered the Lady Mary from the time when Mary was forced to serve under the household of the then Princess Elizabeth, Lady Mary's half-sister. Alice found it nice to see Mary in a colour other than black, the colour that she had always worn when she was serving at Hatfield.

"It is good to see the Lady Mary back within the King's favour," commented Alice. Esme smiled and nodded before being taken away by Carlisle but Rosalie and Alice continued to walk through the courtiers. "Hopefully, his majesty will be as warm to the Lady Elizabeth. Does the King know that Elizabeth has been brought to court?" but before Rosalie could answer the question, Elizabeth and her governess Lady Bryan walked through the door and made the way to the courtiers.

Elizabeth did not smile as she walked through the silent courtiers. Rosalie could tell that the young girl was nervous but there was no way that the King would exile this innocent child, his innocent child that looked too much like his own mother, the late Queen Elizabeth of York.

Elizabeth and her governess curtsied deeply towards her father with her new step-mother, Queen Jane and her sister, Lady Mary, smiling down at her.

"Your majesty," started Lady Bryan. "This is..."

"My daughter Elizabeth," interrupted Henry, whilst still staring at his much changed daughter. "You don't need to tell me." Elizabeth stood frozen still as her father leaned forward on his throne. "Come here child," he said motioning for Elizabeth to come closer.

As Elizabeth came forward she stopped as spoke to her father in French which Rosalie had no knowledge of as she had never been educated in the language but the little girl seemed to be saying it correctly and charmingly.

Henry smiled and laughed a little and then replied back to Elizabeth in perfect French as well. He then offered for Elizabeth to sit beside him and Elizabeth smiled and moved forward to sit beside Henry. Rosalie smiled. She had only been able to speak to Elizabeth briefly before she herself had to leave and attend on the Queen. At the time the young girl was nervous, nervous how her father, the man that had killed her own mother, would treat her.

Henry picked up Elizabeth and placed her in the chair with him. He gently stroked her cheek and placed a kiss on her forehead and the smile on her face was a welcome sight to see.

Everyone clapped when Henry presented in French that this was his family. Rosalie was happy for Elizabeth, even for Mary. Maybe this was the fresh start everyone needed, everyone in England needed.

Mary was looking at her family wonder around the court. Elizabeth was talking to one of her ladies from Hatfield; Mistress Alice Cullen Mary believed her name to be, and Queen Jane. She then cast her eye upon her father. He was talking to one of the Queen's ladies, a woman she knew to have been a part of the harlot's household. Her name was Mistress Rosalie Hale.

She had heard rumours around court that Mistress Hale had been a friend to the harlot during her last days supplanting her mother's position. It is also a rumour that her father favoured Mistress Hale as well and that she was thought to have become Queen instead of Anne or then Jane, but she had said no when the King asked for her hand, many still believed that her father still held a great affection and lust for the woman.

She was beautiful, Mary couldn't deny that but the woman had something about her, something Mary didn't trust. It was probably just because she had been a part of the concubine's household.

Mary actually found something admirable about this lady, a woman that said no the King's advances and did not look for fortune or placement but to merely serve. A woman that cared about her honour but there was still something Mary couldn't trust about her.

Alice was sharing Rosalie's chamber while she was at court. Rosalie didn't mind sharing it with Alice as long as she stopped talking.

"Do you think that man was really looking at me?" she asked Rosalie as she was pacing around the room. Rosalie was sitting in a chair. She had decided that she couldn't wait for her room to be her own again.

Rosalie sighed. "Of course he was looking at you, like I have said a thousand times." Alice had been asking this question all night since the man, with the vegetarian-vampire eyes, was looking at Alice at various occassions. Even more suprising was the fact that she didn't even have the nerve to speak to the man or even find out his name.

Alice laughed. "Okay," she said. "I think I believe you now and in any case I saw him in a vision of my future but the future is subjective so we will have to wait and see on that one."

Rosalie shook her head. Alice then looked at Rosalie again with a smirk on her face. "I saw the King looking at you Rose, even talking to you."

Rosalie threw a pillow at Alice. "He merely thanked me for looking out for the Lady Elizabeth, serving Queen Jane and merely wishing me a merry Christmas."

Alice laughed again. "You can keep telling yourself that but the day that he tires of Jane, he will want you in his bed."

Rosalie wanted to throttle Alice. "Well if he does try to favour me to his bed I will just deny him like the last time."

"How long will you keep that up for? He will think you are playing at a higher prize!"

"He had already offered me marriage and I refused remember and in any case, I will only have to keep it up until we can no longer stay in England or until my 'talent' finally needs to be put to use."

AN: Well, I hope you enjoy. The next chapters will be longer and more to do with the plot but I did finally add our last Cullen (not including Bella/Renesme). I hope you enjoyed and don't forget to review. It is much appreciated.

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