Not my favourite one to write - for some reason, writing as Margaret was more difficult than anyone else I've written as in this series, but I wanted to have at least one short from her POV, as she was such a large part of Season 1. Please read and review and let me know if this 'worked'.
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My brother has been bewitched – that is the only explanation for his actions. What else can take an anointed King, God-fearing and good, and turn him into a lusting beast? He is married to one of the most wonderful women in Christendom, and he is going to cast her aside for a knight's daughter from Kent. Nan Bullen will never be queen, not after Katherine of Aragon, daughter of Ferdinand of Aragon and Isabella of Castille. Royal blood on both sides and my brother tries to have his marriage to her declared invalid.
That whore will never be queen; England will not stand for it. This is a good, God-fearing nation, and Nan Bullen, scandal of Christendom, will never be accepted, no matter how many 'legitimate' sons she promises my brother. After everything that Henry put Charles and I through when we married – he threatened to make my husband shorter by a head – at least Charles is a Duke, and one of my brother's oldest friends. And, despite what Charles and I are to each other now, despite how we torment each other with our anger, bitterness and frustration, we love each other, truly. I never doubt that while Charles may take his pleasure in the arms of other women, his heart will belong to me. I doubt that whore even knows what love truly is, other than love of money, or love for that sodomite brother of hers.
I thought, in my youth, that I had a relationship with my brother unlike most siblings; we talked of many subjects together, and I would often go to him with my problems, and fears. But if I speak of my hatred for his new wench to him, I will find myself banished from court, at the very least. My husband would still have to remain at court, and dance attendance on my brother and Nan Bullen – Anne Boleyn, as she is styling herself now - while I waste away in a Suffolk manor, away from court and the hustle bustle of life. In these circumstances, Charles would without a doubt take a mistress from among the hordes of ladies-in-waiting, and I could do nothing about it. I feel as though whatever choice I make, I shall pay a high penalty. If I say nothing of my worries to my brother, I will be betraying a dear friend of mine, and betraying my conscience as well. If I speak of my fears to Henry, my beloved brother and my sovereign King, I will lose my place at court, lose the love of my husband, and lose the love of my brother. But I would have a clear conscience, and Henry has always forgiven me before.
This one if rather short, and it did feel a little repetitive - maybe I'm being over-analytical? Please review, positive or negative.