I have been super busy with tests and haven't been able to write. But they are over now! I don't own anything!
Thomas wasn't the nervous type. He was normally calm, or angry, but this situation qualified for being nervous. He was awoken by Mary, but she had refused to tell him anything. What had happened? Did he have one grandchild or two? He had put a coat on over his night clothes. His hair was still a mess though, he was sure that if everyone was not so nervous they would laugh at him. He had sent a messenger to George, informing him that Anne was having the babies. He was sure to be nervous for his favourite sister. Had he arrived yet?
Just when he was about to knock and go in, Henry emerged. He was laughing happily. Thomas felt better at this. Thomas remembered to bow, though it was small and quick. Henry just smiled. Thomas took this as a brilliant sign.
"What is the news your majesty, No one would tell me anything. I have been going out of my mind. If anything has gone wrong so help those midwives," he said, thinking aloud. Henry put his hand on his shoulder to calm him.
"Calm yourself Thomas," he said. "Anne has delivered two very healthy babies. A fine prince and a beautiful princess for a playmate."
"Thank you lord!" yelled Thomas, relieved that the midwives had done what he had told them. He would have made them pay had they not.
"Anne is fine also," he assured his father in law.
"Oh that is the best news I have ever heard," he smiled. "So, what are my grandchildren's names?"
"I cannot possibly tell you that now," joked Henry, wanting his sons name to be a surprise. Thomas did not say anything, but Henry could tell he was spitting with impatience inside." The queen is sleeping now. Will you please go and gather everyone, so we can announce the babies births officially," he said perkily.
"Of course your majesty," he said bowing and running out of the door.
Henry went to go and see Charles Brandon . He was in his apartment, practicing his sword fighting. Henry practically danced into his room. Charles' face dropped. Charles hated Anne with every essence of him, and was praying for a girl. His majesties smile was not a good sign. Her had to pretend to be happy, the king would have his head on a spike if he found out that he did not support him.
"Great news Charles. I have a son and a daughter! Prince Thomas and Princess Belle!" yelled Henry, jumping up a little.
"Congratulations your majesty. Long live both," he said trying to hide his disappointment. "How is the queen?"
"She is perfect, tired, but perfect," he said, his eyes filling up with love.
"That is wonderful. Have you spoke to Princes… I mean Lady Mary about them?" he asked, wincing at his mistake. Then he realised exactly who he was speaking too. Henry's face darkened and his eyes dropped. At that moment he stopped being the proud father and became King once more.
"Why would I have spoken to that bastard child?" he snarled. Charles' face became desperate.
"I apologise, I just thought…"
"You just though what? That I should go and bring her back to court, bring her back and put her in front of Belle in the line of succession. How dare you."
"I did not mean that," he said, trying to calm him down. Then he got angry at Henry for not even speaking to his daughter, not caring anymore." The princess will be grateful to hear that she has a brother whether it was by the whore Mistress Anne or not."
Charles' hands flew too his mouth. He had been angry- so angry. He was mad that Henry had such little compassion for his first daughter. He had lost his mind in the heat of the moment. Henry's hand wet towards his sword. He drew it and placed it at Charles' throat. That was inexcusable. The things he had said had shown what side he was truly on. Henry had thought that his loyalty to Katherine was over, but it clearly wasn't if he still called Anne 'Mistress'. The other word he had called his wife he did not want to think about. He had came over here to express his joy over his babies, but Charles still saw Mary as a Princess. That means that he saw his children as illegitimate, his son!
"Tell me who is the rightful heir to the throne," he growled.
"I know that it is Prince Thomas is your heir, but Princess Mary is next after him," he stuttered, wanting to make his thoughts clear. He didn't like to admit it, but Thomas was a boy. He couldn't deny the fact that the kings son would take the throne, but he would be damned if he said that the bastard princess Belle should take the throne before Princess Mary. He had hoped Henry wouldn't have asked, he could pretend, but he couldn't lie.
"Get out of my sight you rotten traitor. I will decide what to do with you when all the festivities are over. No… I will let my wife decide, and you know Anne, you will be lucky to leave with your head," he smirked nastily. He stormed out of the room, anger bubbling up inside of him. If he hadn't just became father to two lovely children he would have done something to Charles, something he knew he would have regretted.
He had walked to the entrance hall, wanting to speak to someone; anyone. He was met by Thomas. He didn't want to tell him. That story would not darken anyone's day. The prince and princess' birth would not have any black marks on it. Today is the most important and best day of his life.
"I have gathered everyone together your majesty. Everyone is extremely nervous, I haven't told a soul," he said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Very good, come with me to collect the twins and then we will announce the news," he said, his anger dimming. Not disappearing, but dimming. Thomas was all to happy to oblige and followed him swiftly.
They walked in silence, not uncomfortable silence though. As soon as Anne's apartment swam into view Henry started to jog. He walked into the room to see Anne alone. She had been dressed in a light purple gown and was cradling the twins, her eyes no longer tired. She burst into a fit of laughter when she saw Henry. He came over and sat on her bed beside her.
"How are you sweetheart?" he asked his wife, stroking her face tenderly.
"I have never been better, my love. The babies are perfectly well," she smiled. How could life get any better?
"I was just going to ask that," he said, a laugh appearing. "I'm sorry to ask this but can I take the babies for a while. We need to announce their birth properly."
"That's alright my love, I am sure that the people will love them and I wouldn't deny them the chance to get to see the most beautiful babies on the earth," she said, staring at the children who were dozing comfortably in her arms.
"Aren't they just. Thomas!" he yelled, signalling for his father in law to enter the room. It didn't take long for Thomas to appear by his side.
"Please tell me what their names are love," pleaded Thomas to Anne. Anne looked up at Henry.
"You didn't tell him?" said Anne sceptically.
"No, I thought we should tell him together," said Henry smiling at Anne.
"Alright darling. Papa we decided to call the girl baby, Belle," she said. Thomas smiled, Belle was a beautiful name. Perfect for a little princess too.
"Will you please tell me the princes name," he said impatiently. He was wondering what they had chosen and he didn't like surprises.
"We have decided to call our darling boy, Thomas. You taught me what the meaning of family is and why I should try and spend every waking moment with them. I love them, just as you love your family and hope that I will be as good a father as you have and that my Belle turns out just as amazing as Anne did."
Thomas dropped to his knees in shock. The future king of England was to be named after him, him! He had grown up as no body, now look where he was. His daughter was queen, his grandson was heir apparent and the current king said he wants to be like him. Tears began to cascade down his pale face. His hands swept through his hair. He could hear Anne laughing happily and Henry walk over to him.
"Rise Grandfather ( AN/ No idea what they called them) . We must announce these children to the world!"
So, all looks good. But there is a twist coming. Something is wrong, and will Anne ever question her good fortune? Keep reading to find out!