AN: Yes, here it is already, another chapter of A Chance Not Worth Taking. We are nearing the end of the story but there is still a lot to add and to finish. I would like to thank everyone that has stuck with this story so far and hopefully to the end (which is only a few chapters off). I hope to finish this story in a couple of weeks so brace yourself for quick updates! Anyway, I will stop now and let you read. Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter Twelve: The Wanting

16 April 1537

Not much had changed since Christmas. The Lady Elizabeth had been sent back to Hatfield to continue her education and household and that meant Alice left, which Rosalie had kind of been glad of. One thing that had changed was that Alice was being courted, something that made Rosalie slightly jealous but then again, the King had tried to court her but she refused, she knew that she would just be discarded in the end and she was sure that Jasper Whitlock would not do that to Alice.

Well there was one serious change for her since Christmas; her relationship with Emmett had evolved ever so slightly. He made her laugh, she knew that but she didn't know if it was love, she still saw him as that helpless boy needing help in the forest after being mauled.

In any case, she continued to serve Queen Jane discreetly and honourable. She knew that many of the ladies despised her, all because she had served the late Queen Anne and she knew that Lady Rochford hated her the most. Rosalie was surprised at this as Jane was related by marriage to the murdered Queen but yet again, she wasn't that surprised. Her statement helped sentence Anne and her brother George, Jane's husband, to her death.

Rosalie had struck up an accord with one of the ladies in service of Queen Jane and Rosalie was surprised by who it was, it was no other than the King's mistress, Ursula Misseldon.

"The Queen has taken a liking to the Lady Mary," said Ursula in hushed tones as she helped Rosalie fold some clean linen. "I hear she wishes that she stay at court permanently."

Rosalie chuckled lightly. "She has always favoured the Lady Mary, she was championing her cause before she had even wed the King."

"Like you champion the Lady Elizabeth's cause," Ursula said. Rosalie looked around. "Oh don't worry Rose, nothing bad will come to you for caring about the Lady Elizabeth, God knows she needs someone to look out for her, especially with what happened to her mother."

Rose smiled. She wanted nothing more than to see Elizabeth loved by her father once again, the child needed someone to look out for her and when the late Queen Anne had asked her to promise that she would care for Elizabeth, she vowed it to her heart that she would do so.

Master Jasper Whitlock had been dismissed of his services from the King for a few days and had gone to pay court to Mistress Alice at Hatfield Palace where she served the Lady Elizabeth. He knew that he had deep feelings for Alice but he was uncomfortable in expressing them but somehow she gave him hope, something he never had before or even before his vampire existence.

They were now walking through the gardens, both too shy to speak to each other or even to know what to say. Alice knew that if Rosalie was here right now she would be laughing at her or more so laughing at the fact that Alice was speechless for the first time in her life.

"Why did you come here Jasper?" asked Alice quietly while playing with a rose in her hand.

Jasper was quiet for a few moments. He wasn't quite sure why he was here. There was something about Alice that he was drawn to, something that made him feel alive. "I am not sure but I do know that I care for you Alice, more than I care for anyone else in this world."

They both stopped in their tracks and stared at each other and Alice smiled at the obviously nervous Jasper. Suddenly and impulsively, she stood on her tippy toes and kissed him. This was one of those times that she hated her height. Jasper then kissed Alice back. He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her, it was easier to kiss her this way.

He planted her back down on the ground and then they both laughed before they kissed some more.

18 April 1537

The sun was shining in the sky today so she had excused herself from walking with Queen Jane in the gardens. If she stepped out into the sunlight her cover would surely be blown and she along with the other Cullen Clan and now Jasper would be exposed. She was sure that Cromwell would be exposed as well and in reality, she actually liked the idea of him being punished.

She walked quietly through the halls of the palace and then suddenly she was grabbed by someone, obviously a human though it was a strong human even if it couldn't move Rosalie as much as a millimetre.

When she looked around she saw that it was the King himself. Henry pulled on her arm, gesturing her to follow him as he wasn't able to move her by just pulling her arm. As they reached one of the rooms off to the side of the hallway, Henry pushed Rosalie up against the wall which she let him do and he came closer to her, his breath on her face.

"Why do you deny me still?" asked Henry, desire plain in his voice but so was anger. Rosalie wasn't sure how to answer; Henry had not been pushing forward his advances for quite some time so this encounter was shocking her to no end.

"Your majesty, I did not know that you still had feelings for me," said a composed Rosalie.

Henry chuckled. In the last year or so, he had seemed to have gotten darker though Rosalie, darker than she remembered him to before she came to court. "Rosalie, you must know that I cannot stop thinking about you?" he said this and before she knew it his lips were upon hers in a forceful kiss, one that Rosalie was not happy about. She quickly pulled away and stared at him with anger apparent in her eyes but luckily she had gone hunting the other day so her eyes were still pure golden, there was no need to eat his blood even if he was that close.

"What in God's name are you doing," said Rosalie as she still stared at him with her golden eyes.

Henry smiled. "Mistress Hale, do not play coy with me. I have heard about your dalliances with Master Emmett. Why do you wish to be with a man with no titles when you could be with me?"

Rosalie pulled away from his grasp completely and almost had to laugh. "Your majesty, whatever you have heard about my relationship between Master Emmett and I it is not true and I wish that people to not spread these rumours about me."

Henry smiled but then it faded. "In any case, why won't you come to me? Why do you still refuse me?"

Rosalie didn't want to answer, she didn't need to. She just walked away leaving Henry is his pain and in his wanting just standing there.

Henry should be ecstatic, he knew he should. His pure Jane, his sweet innocent Jane that wanted the world in peace, as is should be was with child. She was to bear his child, no his son.

She had told him during their lunch together. They had exchanged a loving kiss in which he called her his Queen and she called him her love. He couldn't even tell her that she was his love because in truth she wasn't the only one held dearly in his heart, in his desires. The other woman was Mistress Rosalie Hale, the woman that held all his desires.

She had to be the most beautiful woman in court, the most beautiful woman in the whole of Europe, the whole world. Her face was like Helen of Troy's, he was sure that her face could launch a thousand ships.

He also knew that the looks he gave her were not unnoticed, his wife, his Queen Jane saw the looks and glances that he held in Rosalie's way. He wasn't the only man to look at her like that, he had seen Charles, Francis even the cold Edward Seymour look at her with desire plain in their eyes.

He had thought that he had worked through his desire, he was sure but in the last few months, his feelings, his emotions, his desire had come again and he was sure that this time it was stronger. She was resiting even harder than Anne Boleyn, marriage with a King wasn't what she wanted. There was something about her but he just couldn't put his finger on it.

Edward Cullen was walking through the corridors at court, not thinking about where he was walking but instead he was thinking about the latest piece of music that he was composing. He only noticed where he was going when he ran into a lady and when he noticed who it was he immediately bowed.

"Lady Mary," he said while still bowed. "Forgive me, I didn't see you there. Please except my apologies."

Mary smiled. He seemed to take her breath away with one smile. "No, I must apologise, I was not looking where I was going." She smiled at him again and he seemed to smile back at her.

He bowed again and then walked off to the direction that he was going but Mary couldn't help but keep looking at him, a man with gorgeous golden eyes. She found her composure and began to walk again but one thing was rattling her mind, what was his name?

AN: Well here is another chapter. Tell me what you think with a review, it might even make the chapters come faster! I hope you enjoyed it and continue to read my story.

Next Time: Emmett & Rosalie interaction...

PS: A few people have asked whether Bella or Jacob will appear in this story but unfortunately they will not, there story stays the same, I am only changing the origins of the original Cullen Clan.

TBC