Two things I corrected last chapter, it starts in the winter of '57 and the second half takes place on '58 onwards. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed, alerted or favorited this fic to their lists.

See me there, I am sitting there at the corner watching in confusion as you scream at me, as everyone laughs, as everyone mocks my sadness
See me there mother? Father? Sister? Brother? Anyone? Does anybody care? God are you there? Answer me? Does anybody care? Do you care?
Six billion people and I feel so alone. Why? Is there something wrong with me? Am I default, is there something wrong?
Why a person as loving and kind as mother and father who started, are now evil and default? Why their whole purpose in life is to stuck me here with them, molding me into them?
Is this what society intended to leave more slaves, to divide us? Oh God if you can hear me why have you taken everything I love? Kill me now God or I shall do it my self
and there will be no sorrow but that which I will create. With this blood I shall start my vengeance

~Self determination vengeance by C.

She found her way to her lady grandmother's rooms, she knocked twice, nobody answered so she opened it. She was surprised there were no guards or people inside and the door was unlocked. She grabbed her skirts from her Spanish-style farthingale her lady grandmother had given her for last Christmas along with a new set of hoods, brooches, and new gemstones to put on her dress and entered her bedchamber. She found her lady grandmother sprawled on the bed sobbing wildly. She immediately climbed in next to her and worked her way underneath the covers.

"Lady Grandmother do not be sad" Diana said petting her grandmother's hair.

Mary did not realize who she was speaking with until she looked up and met her granddaughter's eyes. "Why are you doing that child?"

Diana offered no answer but merely threw her doll on the floor and launched herself laced her arms on her grandmother's neck. "Because I love you silly" She said giggling.

Mary spotted a needle that she'd use earlier to knit the emblem of her lost son on his funeral clothes. How easy it would be ... As soon as she heard the words 'I love you silly' she dropped the needle and hugged her granddaughter tightly and then stopped when she complained she was having trouble breathing and pet her hair.

She was so beautiful, nothing like her mother, beautiful. "You are such a beautiful child Your Highness" she said speaking her thoughts aloud.

"Silly lady grandmother" She said. Of course she was beautiful, everyone said so. She was the Princess of England and the first lady of the land after her mother. "Of course I am and I will always protect you. I am sorry for your loss" Always so right, always so formal. She was Edward's daughter.
Mary thought for a moment she'd heard Jane Seymour's voice and where it for the color of her eyes she would be staring directly into her clone. "What did you say?"

Diana giggled. Her lady grandmother was being silly again. "I said that I am sorry but I will always be here for you to protect you, lady grandmother needs not to worry"

"No" Mary held her hand up "What you said before. Your tone, your voice, did you not hear it?"

Diana cocked her head, shrugging her shoulders she rested her head in her shoulders thinking her lady grandmother was still distraught. Not three weeks had passed since her son's funeral, Diana believed that after such a long time that seemed like an eternity for her, would be enough to get over her grief.
She finally perked her head up and said that she needed to rest. "I promise I will visit you when you are well lady grandmother"

"Wait" Mary said grabbing her granddaughter's arm "Your Highness ... Diana, please don't go" Her eyes pleaded out to her granddaughter and Diana had no choice but to hop back on bed and join her grandmother. They called a messenger to tell the Queen that the Princess was safely in her grandmother's arms. Diana made the slip up to call her grandmother "mama" when the Philippa arrived with news her mother wanted to see her. "I want to say with my mama" Diana said tightening the grip around her grandmother's neck.

"Tell Her Majesty that Her Highness is safe in my arms. We will not be needing her governess any longer." Mary said with an imperious voice. Philippa had no choice but return to her mistress and voice her mistress' mother's commands. "I am sorry but Her Highness was very stubborn in alleviating her grandmother's pain"

Annie nodded and dismissed Philippa, she told Isabella to stay.

"She will come around." Isabella said. At that moment there was a heavy knocking on the door, Bella went to answer it and she and Annie were surprised to see Diana.

"Speak of the devil" Bella said a phrase she tended to say when she was surprised, something that her mother scolded her constantly and so did Alexei for they thought it was very un-lady like.

Diana came running and was received into her mother's loving arms. "Lady mother! Lady mother!" She said always so formal and cordial however she forgot there was another presence in the room and when she felt a hand touch her shoulder gently, she turned around and saw her Aunt Bella.

She never liked her Aunt Bella. She was mean to her lady grandmother and her aunt Katherine. She had missed her brother's funeral, supposedly because she was sick and heavy with child.
She was not with child now, she could very well go and pay her respects to her dead brother and visit her mother. She had no idea of her grief, her lady grandmother needed all the support she could get and it saddened Diana that no one in this court was willing to show their support to her or mourn the loss of her favorite uncle.
She voiced her protests to her lady mother but she said nothing. It angered her too how her mother didn't bother to visit her lady grandmother either.

"She is very lonely mama!" she said leaving all formalities aside and throwing her hands in the air, protesting to her mother for her lack of care for her own mother. "She needs you she says she wants so bad to see you. You should see her mama, maybe the three of us can go and move the court to her house in Hundson"

"My little huntress" Annie said using her daughter's given nickname by her and Edward, running her fingers through her golden hair "I do not think Hundson is big enough to house such a big court" she explained "and besides me and your father would be very sad to let you go. You don't want mommy sad o you?"

Diana bent her head down "No" she said slowly "I would not" but then she raised her head "but mama I do not want to see lady grandmother sad anymore, she is your mama would you not want me to comfort you if you lost a son?"

Annie looked to Isabella to her daughter. She was impressed with her daughter's wit but she could not give in to her daughter's request. She and her mother had not talked since she was three when she forcefully tried and nearly succeeded to take Annie from her father and aunt's loving home. "Mi bel amour" she said in French, the tongue of her ancestors "you remember when mama was getting fat and then all of a sudden her stomach went normal again?" Diana nodded. God, this was going to be so hard to explain. How to tell a child that it was because she'd lost a son? Diana however was no ordinary girl, servants talked and Annie hoped it was the case that her daughter was mischievous as Edward claimed so she would not have to go much into detail of the miscarriage. "Mama was carrying your baby brother? But she is not carrying it anymore now she is carrying another sibling."

Diana's eyes widened. "Does that mean-"

Annie nodded her eyes filled with pain, fighting hard the tears "Yes your brother is gone"

"Oh" was all Diana said but then she was reminded of her own tears when she saw her lady grandmother kneeling over her son's dead body. Diana had ran out of the hall before she could hear anymore of her lady grandmother's lament, if she had stayed though she would have seen through her affectionate lady grandmother's true nature and realized that there was no affection in her at all. The last drop of it had been killed by her son's murderer, whoever that was.

"Then why do you not go to visit my lady grandmother? Your mother is grieving too, she has not stopped crying, she is sleeping now I left to tell you that she is sorry if she has not visited you but she thought that you would visit her someday"

"Diana please leave this idea of me and your grandmother" She and her mother could no co exist, let alone live under the same roof. Her stay in Hundson proved it. Diana was too young and too naive to see things for what they were, her reason was clouded by her feelings towards the false image of her grandmother to distinguish fact from fiction.

Diana was not going to give up. "But mother I want you to be happy, I want everyone to be happy"

"We cannot always have what we want my little huntress, and I am happy with you by my side. Now go to bed"

"You don't understand she really wants to talk to you mama, she needs you" Diana protested but to no avail. The Queen called her governess and her ladies and they took her to her chambers where they prepared her for bed.

From underneath the trees we watched the skies, confusing stars to satellites,
I never dreamed you'd be mine but here we are here tonight
singing amen I am alive, I am alive
singing amen I am alive
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed in pride and we'd seen the day
where nobody died

Her aunt Katherine came to visit her before their departure to Bridewell Palace which was also in the city of London. Her grandfather had built it decades ago, shortly after his ascension to the throne. Diana promised she would write to her favorite aunt and grandparents as soon as her lady mother let her.

"Why would she not let a pretty Princess like you write us sweet pea?" Aunt Katherine teased her using her favorite nickname that her lady grandmother gave her.

"She is mad I think it is my fault."

Katherine arched her eyebrows in confusion "Why?" she asked "Why would she be mad at her own daughter?" It did not make sense, her ungrateful sister loved her daughter, her parents doted on her non stop, she was spoiled more than any girl in England.

Diana shrugged her shoulder "I asked, no I demanded that she visit lady grandmother but she said that would never happen and that I must abandon the idea and ..."

"And?" Katherine prodded

"I guess I made her very sad when I brought the topic of her miscarriage"

Katherine blinked, she thought that Diana had been aloof to the whole matter. Could her mother be so blunt and cruel after her son's death as to tell her niece of her own mother's miscarriage?

She had to know. "Who told you that?" She asked quickly, her words coming more like a hiss as attendants started to swarm in and her governess constantly snapped her fingers at them telling them to pack only the essential. "Diana who told you?"

"My lady mother" She answered. Katherine mentally sighed in relief. So the bastard Queen had decided to tell Diana of her own misfortune. What a shame -Katherine thought. If only her odious sister had not told Diana, she and her parents to which Diana was devoted would have used it as a great means to further the gap between mother and daughter.

Another time. The most important thing now remained that they and Annie did not loose contact and that the little Princess, possibly if Annie failed to bring another live son into this world, future Queen, continue to grow close to her grandparents. With Diana as their puppet they could become the first family. Her first action as the Queen's favorite aunt would be to send her washed up old sister Bella and her lovesick and useless husband Alexei back to Russia. Her mother had plans for her sister too, she wanted to punish Elizabeth for getting the happy ending she was never allowed to. She constantly repeated to her father that she would banish Elizabeth and exile Eustace Chapuys and work up charges against their sons, sending them to the block. Not George! She had begged. She always hid her feelings for her first cousin behind a veil of mischief and liveliness. Her mother -Katherine wanted to believe- was oblivious to them.

1558, June 1st

Bridewell Palace, London

Annie smiles as she watched father and daughter chase after each other, their heads bent close together as their daughter took the crown from her father's head and placed it on herself. Diana was beginning to forget Mary, in a matter of months she would forget her altogether. If only it was that easy to turn Diana around. Her grand aunt and uncle, Elizabeth and Eustace had tried to have Diana show affection to her true grandfather but the child was wild and adamant that she would not recognized another family member but her grandparents. Frankly they gave in her request to let Mary and her immediate family come to Bridewell, for Diana could disrupt the entire palace if she so wanted.
She was very loved by her parents and she always gave back the respect they deserved but that temper of hers! Elizabeth saw went through the roof every time someone disagree with her, though in public functions she would control herself very well showing the world that she was Edward's daughter.

Elizabeth who barely had the patience for tantrums had a hard time controlling her niece when she was in her care such as now. "I want to play with my father" She begged crossing her arms against her chest and glowering up at her grand aunt who'd just spanked her. Spanked her! Her, a Princess of England whose body was as sacred as her father's! It was no wonder her anger was genuine led by this single thought and her stare mutinous.

Eustace rolled his eyes as he watched the two women silently quarrel. God these insufferable Tudor women. Diana was as stubborn as them.

"Now Your Highness the Queen conveyed upon me the responsibilities of your governess since Lady Misseldon is getting too old and is too fed up to put up with your tantrums. As long as I am here you will obey Diana" She said strictly her tone as her eyes never missing on the point of discipline. "Do you understand?"

"No" she said smiling sweetly her chin up in defiance.

Elizabeth grabbed the child's hand and hit them hard. Diana whined but no tears fell for she was a Princess and the first lady of the realm after her mother and Princesses her mother told her never cried. However she presumed her position to her grand aunt and threatened her to tell her mother "I will say that you hit me really hard and that your husband threatened to take me away"

"Do not test my patience Diana, your mother has given me full command of your household"

"Why can't Lady Misseldon be my governess like before?" Better yet why couldn't her grandmother be her governess?

Before Elizabeth could, Eustace put his shoulder on Diana, his knees wobbling as he was having great trouble maintaining his balance without his cane. He explained to his granddaughter that Lady Misseldon was big with child and until she could be relieved she would be in her grand aunt's charge.

"No!" Diana shrieked "I want my grandmother then! Why can't I have my grandmother as my governess, she is of the truest relation to my mother who are you sir to tell me who I should have and not?"

Elizabeth slapped her niece's hands again and shook the little girl.

"Elizabeth" Elizabeth paid no heed of her husband's warning and shaking the girl again she said furiously "Diana Tudor you will be silent and you will learn to obey us! Now," she said more softly now "for reasons we cannot tell you yet your parents will not entrust you to your grandmother but they have given us the honor, Eustace and me, of taking charge of your education. You should feel honored as well my lady for I have in my care many illustrious courtiers' daughter and when they have all gone from my care they have made fine marriages. It is about time you learn how to behave for this behavior does not suit that of a royal Princess, the women in our family do not behave like wildlings" She thought Annie should have left Diana in her care since the beginning, as a consequence it was too late to make a fair lady out of her unruly child.

"Do you understand?" She repeated more strongly.

Diana looked to her grand uncle for the first time for help but he could do nothing but point to his wife, his hand remained on her shoulder. Oddly, it brought her warmth and itwas softer than she'd expected.

"Do you understand?" And say 'yes' her expression warned her.

"Yes my lady aunt"

"Turn around and apologize to your grandmother, go on"

Scowling, Diana curtsied to her lady aunt before leaving and turning to the Earl of Hertford she bowed before and did as Elizabeth had told her "I am deeply sorry for my behavior toward you my lord, it shall not happen again rest assured"

Eustace smiled and pet his unknown (to her) granddaughter's head. "Apology accepted" He said giving her a wink that she did not see as she and her ladies hurried out of the room.

"She does not mean it" Elizabeth said knowing what was going through Eustace's mind. "She is only a child and in Mary's influence she will come around quickly and see the truth of things"

Eustace was less optimistic. "You saw how she looked at us Elizabeth, that girl hates us and you said yourself it is too late to rectify her"

"Children are not conscious of their behavior and she will soon be five, she will change in time" She promised she would do everything in her power to change that attitude of her niece, no matter what or how, Diana was going to change and under their tutelage she would be finally rid of Mary's influence for good.

"If you say so" Said Eustace extremely pessimistic, he sank in his sofa, his wife came to sit besides him. She looked dubiously at him. "Talk to me" she said. He sighed and put her hands on his knee "I am getting old, I do not want to die with the knowledge that I did not mend things between me and that child. I want her to know the truth"

"Eustace we have talked of this"

"Not enough, she needs to know the truth if we want to rid her of Mary's influence."

"She is a child, you saw how she reacts to bad news"

"How is this bad news? I am her grandfather"

"Eustace you know what I mean, you can't, at least not yet. When Edward feels that it is time for her to know the truth then maybe we can all tell her together, but not now. Let her be"

Eustace looked away. He wanted nothing more than to take Diana in her arms and rock her and tell her bed stories the way her alleged grandfather, Philip of Bavaria did.