Disclaimer: the prince and Higgins belong to me, everything else is history.

Here is the next chapter, thank you for all your comments. I have been asked why i haven't put Anne Boleyn in this story, please understand that i have nothing against Anne Boleyn and did try and put her into the story she didn't fit and so i left her out.

Windsor castle

Two weeks later I was in the Chapel Royal watching my father marry Jane Seymour, after thinking about my mother I realised that my father deserved happiness, I watched as the happy couple exchanged vows and my father placed a ring on Jane's fourth finger.

I gave a low bow as my father and my new stepmother walked past and then followed them out of the chapel. Later there was a feast in the great hall. It was wonderful and the kitchen excelled themselves with venison, carp and all manner of dishes. After the feast there was dancing and my father led his new wife to the dance floor and led the guests in the first dance. I felt like dancing and so I got up and went over to my sister.

"Would you care to partner me in this dance?" I asked.

"Thank you my dear brother. I would be delighted." Mary replied.

I took her hand and led her to the dance floor and led her in the many twists, turns and jumps of the dance.

Gifts were presented throughout the feast; my own gift to Queen Jane was a splendid pearl neckless with matching earrings and a bolt of finest silk in a pastel pink to make a wonderful gown.

Soon the bride and groom made their way to the bridal chamber, I watched as my father was put into Jane's bed and the blessings given. We left the couple to themselves and I led the guests back down stairs to continue the feast. After an hour I left the celebrations and went to my chamber.

As I entered I found my manservant kneeling by the fire heating some mulled wine.

"Your Highness, I wasn't expecting you back this early." Matthew Higgins said standing up and bowing.

"I left early." I replied sitting down in a chair by the fire.

"How were the celebrations sire?" Asked Higgins.

"They went well; the royal couple looked splendid in their wedding robes." I replied in a low tone.

Higgins looked at me and asked. "Are you alright Sire?"

Higgins has been in my service since I was a small baby and was made my manservant when I was 5 and I grew up to trust him and speak to him in confidence.

"I was thinking about my own marriage, when and who am I going to marry." I finally replied.

"I am sure you will have a bride soon sire." Higgins said.

I didn't reply but sat there looking into the fire.

The next morning I went to morning mass and then went to the great hall to break my fast, I then had some lessons. After lunch I went and did some archery practice, I had found that shooting arrows was very relaxing. As I was finishing another round of arrows Charles Brandon, my fathers close friend, found me.

"I see your archery is improving." He said.

"Archery helps me to relax. I wanted some peace and quiet and I couldn't get it inside." I replied.

"I see, your father has been looking for you." He said.

"And I have just found him." Said a voice behind us.

We turned around to see the King behind us, we both bowed low.

"Father." I said.

"Thank you Brandon." The king said.

"If you would excuse me I have some things to attend to, your Majesty." Brandon replied bowing low, he left.

"I went to your rooms but Higgins said you had left a while ago but didn't know where you had gone." Henry said when we were alone.

"I wanted some peace and quiet." I replied.

"So do you like your new stepmother?" Henry asked.

"Yes, it won't be the same as my mother but I am enjoying her company." I replied.

"I was watching you last night and you seemed sad to me, is there anything troubling you?" asked Henry.

"I was thinking of my mother." I replied.

Henry looked at his son. "That is not the only thing, am I right?" He asked.

I looked at my father and realised how much he knew me "Is there a marriage for me soon?" I asked.

King Henry laughed and said. "You are a Tudor boy alright, not even of age to marry and already thinking of marriage."

He looked at me and when he realised that I wasn't joking, he said. "Yes there is a marriage for you, it just needs to be made."

"Do you promise father?" I asked.

"I promise that you will be betrothed by next year." He said.

I will hold him to his word.

well it is not a long chapter chapter but hope you liked it.

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