Dear readers, I have decide for make the things more clear to tell at each time the place and moment of the day of the scene, but, unsure of which castle there could have been in reality in Pembroke's marquisate at the period, I have decide to find it a name.

And I have think that George have decide to find a name to the castle and have nickname it "Annette" after the nickname that he use sometimes for his sister Anne, and Anne and Elizabeth use this nickname also^for their castle so when you will see "Annette castle", it's Anne and Elizabeth's castle.

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Annette castle, in late afternoon,

Elizabeth, Anne and George stroll until reach the bank of a lake, the greenish water glow as diams under the sunshine, in this sixth day of september, it's still hot and sunny as in august.

The three of them sat on the grass of the bank of the lake and look pacefully to the water of the lake and to theswans swimming in it.

Then as she get warm, Anne decide on go for a dip, she take off her shoes, lift the bottom of her dress and dip her foots in the still warm water of the lake and she walk in it slowly, carefully.

Elizabeth decide immediatly on join her mother, take off her shoes, lift her dress and enter the water at her turn, smiling happily and walk toward her mother, George, relaxed, glance on them with a dreamy air.

Elizabeth, embarrassed by her heavy dress and feeling the envy to dip deeper in the water go out of the water and try to get ride of her dress unsuccessfully, getting annoyed, her cheek reddish and her front sweating of effort.

Anne look at her, the air amused, she giggle and go out of the water at her turn and undo the lace of her daughter's dress and help her to take it off above her head, then throw it on the grass, the little girl sigh of relieving and tell her.

"Thank you, mama, I was gasping for her in it "

Anne giggle, caress her cheek, then ask her.

"Can you help me with mine ?"

Elizabeth nodd and undo her mother dress's laces, Anne take of her dress and throw it by her daughter's dress, then she take her hand and they enter again the water slowly, feeling much more comfortable in their undergarments for dip in the water.

As George take off his shoes and vest and enter at his turn the water of the lake, near to them, glance on the other bank, turning his back to them, they move forward side by side until the water come up to their laps.

Then Elizabeth, feeling gettting in a payfull mood, turn to Anne, a impish glint in her eyes, she smile, then whoosh some water on her mother's legs in laughing, Anne laugh with her and immediatly whoosh some water on her daughter's legs at her turn.

Mother and daughter continue to whoosh water on each others several times, crying out in pleasure and laughing happily, their eyes brighting, getting soaked until the head, then they calm down and stop, began to walk peacefully in the water.

Elizabeth glance on her oncle who look thougthful and lost in his own world, a naughty idea come her mind and a mischievous smile appear on her little face that furrow cute dimples in her chubby cheeks, she turn again to her mother and whisper in her ear.

"Look at George ! he seem to be warm ! some water should make him some good !"

Elizabeth chuckle, a air of mischief appear on Anne's face, she smile and nodd, answer her daughter.

"You are right, Ellie, poor guy we can't let him like that ! he is gonna get too warm !"

They giggle, then turn to George, a accomplice air on their face and whoosh a big amont of water on him, he jolte, turn to them and laugh a playful air on his face, and tell.

"Naughty girls ! my vengeance is gonna be terrible !"

He shout playfully, Anne and Elizabeth run away in crying and laughing at the same time and George began to chase them, then as Elizabeth run toward her right and Anne in the bank's direction, he exclaim.

"The big one in first !"

Anne cry and run faster as he chase her, Elizabeth look at them, a wide smile on her lips, clap in her hands and exclaim joyfully for encourage her mother.

"Come on Mama ! mama ! mama ! mama !"

Anne run as fastly as she can but George is faster and saize her waist, catch her, then run until the lake in carrying her as she try to struggle unsucesseful, then he run deeper in the water and throw her in it, she fall in the lake in laughing, short of breath.

Elizabeth laugh in watching at them, George turn to her and look at her with a playfully air, she understand immediatly his intentions, he exclaim.

"And now the little one !"

He chase Elizabeth who run away out of the lake in screaming and crying at the same time and fastly in catching her, run to the lake in carrying her in his arms, and throw her in it, she laugh and George swim toward her and her mother.

They play together in the water a moment, swim peacefully, then tired, they join again the bank, lay down in a sunny area of the grass in waiting for get dryed, Elizabeth, at her mother's side, lean her cheek to her Anne's throat and take her hand, smiling, Anne turn to her and tell her.

"We should soon get back to the castle because tomorrow, we have something to celebrate !"

Elizabeth's eyes get bright, she get up, smile widely and answer immediatly with huge enthousiasme.

"Yes ! my birthday !"

Anne giggle, amused by her daughter's vivacity, then her and George get up at their turn, they put their shoes, pick up their clothes and pull up them, Anne lace her daughter's dress and George lace Anne's dress, then leave the bank of the lake, taking the road leading to the castle.

Anne walking by Elizabeth's side, a arm around her waist, feel tired but much relaxed, delighted and dreamy, hoping that this simple and light happiness of everyday will last a long time.

Getting melancolical, she think that unfortunately it can't last for ever, and that whenever it will stop, it will always be too early for had let her the time to enjoy it fully.

She would like to being able to capture each moment of happiness with her daughter and keep it some secret box that she could open for relive them when she will feel alone without her.

Annette castle, in the night

In her bedroom, lay down alone in the big canopy bed, her eyes opened lost in the darkness, Anne can't find her sleep, feeling a familiar melancolia and sadness.

She have accept the idea to never again being loved because the only man that she would want to have in her bed, by her side, his arms around her body, don't love her anymore since a long time, he isn't even anymore really the same man who loved her, now this man is only a sweet memory.

Henry Tudor, is the only man that she had ever love and know intimely and the idea of another man kissing her lips, touching her body, entering her, disgust her, anyway she feel that in abandoning her, Henry have kill the amourous part of her being, that she can't anymore love this way.

She sigh, feeling desire of love and lust things, careful, she listen, watching out for noises in the castle, coming from her daughter's bedroom, or in the corridor, some steps or the creaking of a door, but she hear nothing, reassured she close her eyes and dream of Henry come to her bed.

This creature of her memories and dreams, this Henry eternally young beautiful and strong who always look at her with infinite love and desire this Henry who is hers and come once she have close her eyes, each time she need him.

She have create him at the first times of her love with real Henry, when she was full of desire for him, but can't make love with him, she made him come in her bedroom, when she was alone at night, at this period, he was exactly as the real Henry, but this one was able to make love with her.

When she have make love with real Henry for the first time, she have stop to make love with her dreamed Henry, he have nearly disappear of her mind until the long frustrating months of her pregnancy where she couldn't make love with Henry, where her dreamed Henry came back sometimes

Then when Henry have began to desert her bedroom, especially while her last times at court, she have make come her dreamed Henry more often and she have began to masturbate for help.

And she did it more and more often, until doing it every night a long time, because the intense lust pleasure made her forget everything and calmed her pains, grief, frustration, anxiety, it's also relaxed her and helped her in finding her sleep.

She had to being very careful, there was constantly people around her, especially her lady in waiting, she was always feared to being surprised by someone in doing it by one of her ladies.

She felt a bit shameful in doing this, thinking that it was maybe a sine, but she weaken her shamefulness in recalling that while this time himself spend his time in bedding another women, neglect her and let her alone with only her fingers for find some pleasure and consolation.

Since she have began her new life here at Annette castle with her daughter, she do it less often, don't needing it as much as before, because she feel better, happier, more peaceful, but she remain careful, for avoid Elizabeth or a servent surprise her in doing it.

Her dreamed Henry still often come back in her mind, he is similar to Henry as young man, while the long period where he loved her, treated her as a princess and when real Henry have began to fall out of love with her, he have less and less look like the dreamed Henry and even to the man that he was before.

And at their late times as wife and husband, he don't seemed to being at all anymore the same man than the one he was when he loved her and she don't really knowed anymore who he was, because he had lock the door of his heart and mind to her, she wasn't able to understand him.

In her fantasy, Henry began to touch all over her body, while her hand enter her nightgown, glide between her opened tights and her finger find her secret pearl and stimulate it with the cunning and the efficacity of the long experience.

As she feel ardent waves all over her body, she moan softly, as a lamentation of pleasure, her eyes closed, her head shake slowly, Henry enter her, her hips moving inconsciously as she fastly reach orgasm, refraining her cryes of pleasure.

While her finger leave her pearl, she open her eyes, coming back to the reality, she is laying down this bed, alone, knowing well that Henry has been here only in her fertile imagination.

But she feel happy, intoxicated of pleasure, her ardent and sweating body tanned by the summer sun is so heavy and tired, she close again her eyes and fall slowly in sound sleep.