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Hey sorry for the late update i have been so busy and the job center are constantly pounding me to find a job but here it is sorry its only a short chapter but got a bit of writers block, hope you like it.
Hampton court palace
It's been over a year and I still haven't had a betrothal of any kind. I am starting to believe that I will never find a bride. Meanwhile my stepmother Queen Jane became pregnant and my father was overjoyed and planned for her Coronation as soon as possible, but the sweating sickness came to London and the Coronation was put on hold. I was at Ludlow when I heard.
After the plague had passed the Queen was too far advanced for the Coronation to go ahead so the court moved to Hampton Court to await the birth of Jane's baby. Jane went into labour on the 9th October and my father gathered me and his trusted friends to wait with him while he waited for news. Two days went by with no news and my father was getting anxious. I was in my apartments when a page found me.
"Your Highness, the king has asked for you." He said.
I nodded and sent him away, I had been planning on going to my mother's tomb to pray but my father needed me. I made my way through the mass of corridors to reach my father's apartments. The guard at the door saluted me and I entered. Bowing low I approached my father. Henry sat aimlessly looking at the fire.
"Father?" I said quietly.
He turned and looked at me, he looked pale and tired from lack of sleep.
"Son, I fear for her, it's been 2 days now and still no word." He said with a quiver in his voice.
"Shall I go to the birthing chamber to see what is happening?" I asked.
"No, please will you pray for the Queen?" He asked.
"Yes father, I will find my sister and we will go to our mother's tomb and pray for her to help Queen Jane." I replied.
"Your sister is in the birthing chamber with them, I wouldn't try and take her away." He said.
"Yes father I will go now." I replied backing out with a bow.
On the way to the chapel I stopped by the Queen's chamber to see how the queen and my sister were getting on. As I entered the present chamber I was met by the Queen's oldest brother Edward Seymour.
"Your Highness." He said with a low bow.
"I have come to ask after the Queen and my sister Princess Mary." I said.
"The Queen is still in labour, but we are hopeful that she will give birth soon. Princess Mary has been at the Queen's side since she went into labour, would you like to see her?" He replied.
"No I don't want to disturb her." I said.
"Is that you brother?" Asked a voice.
My sister Mary walked round the corner, she looked tired and worn out, she had no headdress on and it looked as though she hadn't changed her dress in days.
"Has father sent you?" She asked.
"No I am going to pray at our mother's tomb for the Queen." I replied.
"I would come with you but I am needed here." Mary replied.
"I know and I wouldn't want to take you away when the Queen needs you the most." I replied.
There was a scream from chamber.
"I must go, I am needed." Mary said and disappeared back into the bedchamber.
"Please inform me if there are any changes." I said turning to Edward Seymour.
"Of course, my lord." He replied with a bow.
I left the chamber and headed for the chapel and my mother's tomb. As I entered the chapel I could hear the sounds of the chapel choir singing, the heavenly music could be heard throughout the chapel. I made my way to the tomb of my mother Queen Catherine, her tomb was made out of limestone with an effigy of my mother sleeping peacefully. I crossed myself and knelt to pray. As I prayed I felt a presence around me, it was warm and I felt as though I knew it.
"Mother if that is you then please help us, I know you loved father. Could you help Queen Jane, she is in labour and the child is stuck. Please help, father is worried."
I continued to pray and lost track of time. In the early hours of the morning I heard footsteps behind me.
"Your highness (I turned around) the queen has given birth to a boy." The page said.
"Thank the lord, are mother and baby well?" I asked joyfully.
"Yes my lord, the Queen is tired but well." The page replied.
"Please go straight to the King and tell him I will come to him directly." I said.
The page bowed and left. I turned back to my mother's tomb.
"Thank you mother I will honour you for ever." I said, I crossed myself again and got to my feet.
My legs were stiff from kneeling for so long but as I started to walk my legs loosened and I was able to walk with ease.
My father was overjoyed with the news, he sent heralds into the city streets to spread the news to the people. He went as soon as he could to see his wife and son; he could breathe more easily now that the Tudor line was safe.
Two days later he was christened Prince Edward, Prince of York, Duke of Somerset and of Richmond and Earl of Warwick. I watched as my sister Mary carried her brother. Father had arranged celebrations to last for days but they were cancelled for tragedy struck Queen Jane.
hope you liked that i am still new at writing but am getting better.
Can I ask if anyone knows a beta reader that could help me?
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