Princess Katherine of Aragon (Boleyn)- 44 December 16th 1485
Prince Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Wiltshire-52 March 12th 1477
George Boleyn, Duke of Rochford- 16 April 17th 1513
Isabella Boleyn- 12 September 7th 1517
Tom Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke- 12 September 7th 1517
Cordelia Tudor-11 year May 2nd 1518
William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham- 10 year June 13th 1519
Anthony Boleyn, Duke of Suffolk- 10 year June 13th 1519
Rose Boleyn- 9 year March 2 1520
Catalina Boleyn- 9 year August 29th 1520
Princess Mary Tudor-13 February 18th 1516
Princess Cecily Tudor- 8 years July 25th 1521
Princess Elizabeth Tudor- 12 September 7th 1517
Princess Margaret Tudor- 6 years August 14th 1523
Prince Edward Tudor of Wales- 10 years February 14th 1519
Prince James Tudor of York- 6 years October 1st 1522
King Henry VIII- 38 June 28th 1491
Anne of Cleves (Anna)- 30 September 22nd 1498
Sir Francis Bryan- 38 November 14th 1490
Queen Kathryn Parr- 37 August 30th 1492
Lady Ursula Middleton- 34 February 2 1495
Thomas Butler, Earl of Ormond- 15 August 5th 1514
Elizabeth Bryan- 10 year January 10th 1519
Gregory Cromwell Earl of Oxford- 15 October 19th 1514
Catherine Carey- 11 November 30th 1517
Henry Carey - 10 December 1st 1518
Anne Stafford- 8 January 1st 1520
Prince Henry of France- 16 July 10th 1513
Prince Phillip of Spain- 16 May 2 1512
Jane Parker- 16 May 15th 1513
Princess Joan of Austria- 10 June 24 1519
Charles de Bourn, Duke of Beaucourt- 10 July 21 1520
William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire- 15 January 9th 1514
Henry Stanley, soon-to-be Earl of Derby- 12 September 1st 1516
September 2 1529
Mary Tudor, Princess of England
We were in the nursery today, Catalina clung to mama tightly her hands bandaged neatly, she has not left her side once since Bella broke her doll. "Catty, can you come play with us? We found a baby bird yesterday and we have been nursing it back to health" I said gently trying to coax her away.
"I wanna stay with mama" she whispered softly.
"It will only be for a few minutes, I swear" mama shifted her to look down at her face.
"Go be with your sister, I have to speak with your father anyway, it will be alright I promise" I took Catty's wrist for I did not want to her hurt her hands and she whimpered as I pulled her out of mama's lap.
"I want to be with mama" she whispered tugging on my arm.
"I know that, but we want you to spend sometime with us, please Catty?" She looked hesitant.
"Oh come on Catty, we want you to come play with us!" Willy said and Anthony came up hugging her tightly.
"You want me?" She whimpered "I thought you all hated me" tears slipped down her porcelain cheeks.
"We do not hate you!" Cecily gasped and she hugged her tightly.
"Yeah! We love you!" Margaret announced joining the hug, it became a group thing and George surprised up wrapping his arms around us all so we fell on top of him. Catty giggled and laughed wiggling free from the mass on the floor.
Isabella Boleyn
This was not fair, I wanted so badly to be at Court with my siblings, the King of France was arriving tomorrow and I wanted to join in the festivities. My birthday was soon, did no one care?
"Lady Isabella, you must pay attention" Lady Middleton sighed, I jumped pricking my fingers with the needle surpised to hear her voice break through my thoughts.
"Oh" I gasped and she quickly cleaned it with a disapproving look.
"This is why you must pay attention" she reprimand, I looked down at my embroidery not really listening to her at all.
"I want to go outside, I hate being stuck in here all day long" I whined grabbing her hands as she tried cleaning my finger.
"I am sorry Lady Isabella, but you must stay inside, it is your fathers orders, and believe me when I say you should act a perfect angel and do everything he says as of now. What you did you the Lady Catalina has hurt her tremendously" I bowed my head in shame, I never wished to really hurt my little sister, I was just so angry with her almost breaking my brush mama gave me.
"I got angry, I know it was wrong, but when I am mad I cannot control it" I explained the best way I could.
"You need to try, I know it can be hard Lady Isabella, but this behavior is out of control" I nodded knowing she was telling me the truth, mama had told me that before I broke Catty's doll.
"Can I write my father?" She shook her head sadly, I wanted to scream.
"I think you should give him sometime to think, what you did was wrong, he needs time to think about everything" I nodded biting my lip. "Now, you need to practice this stitch" I rolled my eyes but did as I was told, it would be easier then trying to fight her.
"Maybe he shall send a letter soon asking for me to come back to Court for my birthday" I sighed hopefully and she smiled taking her seat.
"Maybe he shall" she was trying to make me feel better, but it was not working.
September 7th 1529
Papa did not send a letter, but I hear everyone is having a good time at Court for the arrival of the King of France, I was angry, more angry then I had ever been in my entire life. How could they leave me out of everything? How could mama not at least try to bring me back to Court?
"Lady Isabella, you have a letter from Her Highness your mother" Lady Middleton said handing it to me, I took it carefully and broke the seal.
My Dearest Isabella,
It pains me that you are not with me today, I still remember the day you were born. I was so happy when I heard your cries of life, I love you with all my heart my sweet Bella and I want nothing more then for you to be here with us all.
I have been speaking with your father lately about bringing you back to Court, he is a bit hesitant but is now warming up to the idea. Catalina is doing well, her hands have a few scars and can be sensitive at times, she is not as sociable as she was before.
But I do not want you to worry, she will be fine but really needs an apology from you. I understand you are very angry with her but never did she deserve that.
On a more pleasant note I have decided to speak with the King of France, Catalina is terribly sore with the Duke of Beaucourt, upon seeing him she screamed 'I hate you' and kickrf him in his knees and has yet to speak with him.'
I swear you and your siblings are trying to drive me insane. I love you though mi amor, I wish you the very best birthday and I give you permission to go outside to walk about for an hour, with Lady Middleton of course.
Your Mother, Princess Katherine of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire.
I giggled jumping up from my bed "oh Lady Middleton! I am allowed outside now! I must write my mama a thank you note! But I do wish to go back to Court still, but she is talking to my father!" I giggled hugging her tightly.
Catalina Boleyn
I HATED that boy. He was trying to take me away from my father, I did not feel bad for hurting him though papa made me say sorry. "Mi amor, are you ready?" Mama asked walking in wearing a beautiful purple gown with gold and silver. She was allowed to wear purple for she was a Princess.
"Yes mama" she checked my pink gown over and my hair in beautiful ringlets.
"You are beautiful, remember to say happy birthday to Tom" I nodded, it was Bella and his birthday today.
We were playing at the other end of the large room, mama was sitting with the King of France while papa talked with George. "Lady Catalina" I turned and glared at Charles de Bourn.
"I hate you and wish you were not here!" I snapped in anger glaring at him while standing next to Tom, William and Anthony.
"That is not very nice" he snapped and I rolled my eyes in a very Bella-like fashion.
"Your taking me from my mama and my family, I do not have to be nice" I glanced over at mama.
"I have done nothing, both our fathers decided to have us married" I glared at him in anger.
"Well I have decided I am not going to marry you" Willy laughed with Tony while Tom just studied him as if daring the boy to do anything to hurt me.
"You cannot just decide that, it is not your decision" Charles de Bourn gasped not believing me.
"Yes I can, right Tom?" I looked up to my older brother hoping that he would agree with me, he had too.
"If you do not feel comfortable I would not agree to send you to France" he said placing a hand on my shoulder.
"And who are you exactly?" Charles demanded in annoyance.
"Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke, I am her older brother, these are our younger brothers, William the Duke of Buckingham and Anthony the Duke of Suffolk" Tom was scaring him, I smiled up to him as Willy and Tony puffed their chests out.
"Oh well, it is nice to meet you" he sounded so…French.
"Catty, mama wishes to see you" Rose said skipping up and tugging on my hand, I nodded gladly leaving and running up to my mama.
"Mama!" I giggled jumping into her lap, she smiled kissing my head lovingly.
"Catalina, I believe you remember King Francis?" Mama said and I peeked up at him.
"He is the mean man that is making me leave England" mama blushed deeply and let out a nervous laugh while the King of France smirked.
"He is not mean, and it is not his mission to make you miserable" she said quickly kissing my cheek.
"But I do not want to go and he is making me, well I have decided that I am not going to marry that mean boy!" I snapped in anger.
"Lady Catalina, France is a very nice place to live and your sister, Princess Mary is to be Queen when you go live there" I scowled at him in anger.
"I do not care! I am not leaving my mama, you cannot make me" I crossed my arms defiantly and papa came over and lifted me off mama and placing me in his lap.
"Your Majesty, what is my wife and daughter speaking to you about, if I may ask" he said and mama quickly looked down to her hands.
"Lady Catalina has decided that she does not wish to marry my son" papa seemed to tense and grow annoyed.
"I am sorry Your Majesty, she is still young and, but she knows what is expected of her" he said and I whimpered looking up at him.
"Katherine, sweetheart, come I need to speak to you about Isabella" she nodded and he set me down, "go sit with Mary" I nodded but once he was gone I followed.
"What the hell did I tell you?" He snarled holding mama's arms tightly in the hallway.
"I am sorry, Thomas I was just-" he but her off.
"How many times did I warn you? Dammit Katherine now the King of France thinks we are insulting him" he was very mad and I knew it was because what I said.
"I did not mean to offend anyone, I just do not want my little girl to be sent away!" She snapped in my defense, I was hidden behind a stone wall and made sure to keep quiet.
"I love her too Katherine and that is why I am making sure she has every opportunity, I am sending you to Dover with Isabella, I shall write you in August when the King leave back to France then you shall go to Hever" she was very quiet for a few moments.
"You will not send me away Thomas" she whispered quietly, but once papa made up his mind on something's it was not changeable.
"I will not having you ruin this opportunity for our daughter, I shall have you maids start packing, you shall leave before Catalina knows" my eyes went wide.
"NO! Mama!" I sobbed running out and throwing my arms around her "do not send mama away, please!" I begged in tears.
"Mi amor, how long have you been listening?" Mama asked, I did not answer too busy looking at papa.
"It will do you some good to be away from her, she has to learn to bare it for when she leaves for France, go Katherine" I held her tighter as she wrapped her arms around me.
"Mama is sorry papa! Please do not send her away" I sobbed in fear as he arms went weak.
"Mi amor, is will be alright" I shook my head in tears.
"No, papa please" he took a deep breath and squared his shoulders.
"Katherine go, pull her off of your and go back your things" she pet my cheek and looked down.
"You heard your father, you have to let me go" I got very, very mad and very, very sad at the same time.
"I wish you were not my papa, I hate you and love mama more!" I all but hissed and kicked him in his knees running away, I heard mama gasp and she quickly went to his side, papa's knees hurt him a lot and as soon as I did it I felt bad. But I knew he would be really mad so I did not stop running till I got to my room and hid in the dressing chamber behind all the pretty dresses.
Then I waited.
I knew I was going to be in a lot of trouble, I just did not know if mama was going to come or papa. A few minutes later I heard mama and papa walk into the parlor, I did not close any doors but the dressing chamber, I left it open just a crack to hear what they are saying, but it was all whispers.
The maids were packing mama's things and soon she kissed him goodbye, they could not find me, when mama came into the dressing chamber I hid in the very back under a table with a long cloth.
I watched as she kissed papa goodbye and left, I whimpered longing to run to her, or hide in the carriage. Papa was quiet, he was in a chair rubbing his knees, they must hurt now, he was quiet his head hung in sadness.
Guilt filled me, it was all my fault.
I ran from my room and into the parlor jumping into his lap hugging him tightly "I am sorry papa I do not hate you! I love you and mama that same! I am sorry I kicked you, please do not hate me!" I sobbed into his neck and he held me tightly.
"I love you too Catalina" he hugged me tightly kissing my cheek.
"Did I hurt you?" I whimpered looking down to his knees.
"No, it takes far more then must little Catalina to hurt me" I giggled as he mocked me.
"I am sorry I always make you mad" I whispered my tears still wet on my cheeks and he dried them with a sigh.
"You do not make me mad, I just want you to grow up well and you are just….attached to your mother so much" I looked down my cheeks growing hot.
"Mama makes me feel safe" I whispered and he was quiet for a moment.
"Why?" he inquired and I snuggled into him burying my face in his shoulder, "why are you scared away from mama?" I whimpered softly. "Catalina Boleyn, tell papa" he ordered softly.
"When I was little, like really little…" I trailed off, I did not like remembering.
"Catalina" he said in a warning tone.
"You were away and it was just mama me and everyone else, I had snuck away from everyone cause they were not letting me play. I was….5 I think and was walking on the fountain wall, the real deep one papa, mama's puppy, Tony, scared me and I fell in, I could not breath. Mama saved me when everything started to go black" I whimpered shaking from the fear.
"I remember her mentioning something like that" he groaned and I did not look up from his shoulder. "I do not want to go papa please do not make me, I love Tom, Georgy, Willy, Tony and even Bella, please do not make me go away, I will do anything, please papa!" I started to cry again.
"They are all going to be married too Catalina" I looked away for only a moment the looked back up at him.
"Papa, what if I do not want to be married at all?" I asked, it obviously stunned him into silence for a few moments and I swear I heard him mutter 'where is your mother when I need her' I bit my lip, it was a serious question.
"Everyone wants to be married, even Isabella" he laughed nervously.
"What if I do not? Why are you going to force me? What if I do want to marry, but I want to marry for love, like the kind you and mama have, not fake love" he shook his head quietly and I stayed quiet.
"Catalina, a woman can not live alone" he tried to reason, but I had an answer to mostly anything.
"I can live with Tom, Willy, Tony or George, I shall never be alone" he kissed my forehead.
"Can we talk about this later? With mama?" He begged softly.
"Yes papa" I sighed kissing his cheek.
"Catty, come on we miss you at the banquet!" Mary said opening the door, I smiled and jumped down from papa's lap.
"Can I go?" I begged hoping he was not mad at me for the way I acted earlier, he sat back looking at me.
"I guess you can, Mary remember that Rose and Catalina are to be in bed by 9" she nodded taking my hand.
"I will papa."
September 9th 1529
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
Isabella did not know I was coming to Dover, I decided it was best to leave it that way. When I arrived I had my things brought to my rooms and went out to the wall where I was told she would be walking. "My beautiful Isabella" I said from behind her, she jumped in fright and squealed.
"MAMA!" She screamed throwing her arms around my neck happily, "what are you doing here? Am I being brought home?" She asked giggling happily.
"No, I am staying at Dover for a bit, till we return to Hever, I do not know if your father is allowing you to come, I shall write and ask him" she was a bit disheartened and her spirit deflated.
"When shall you return?" She asked softly, whimpering.
"I think in August" she nodded absentmindedly, "do not look so sad, come inside let us have something to eat, I believe I was told it was almost suppertime" she was still saddened. I knew how badly she must miss everyone and how miserable she was.
She probably felt cut off from everyone, feeling like she had been pushed into the background and no longer cared for. I did not want my little girl to think or even feel that, no one should.
"Is papa really going to keep me here till he can get rid or me?" She asked as supper was laid out.
"No, he was just very mad at you, your father has a temper, that is where I believe you inherited it from" I smiled thinking of Isabella, she was like her father in so many ways.
"I remember he hit you, when we were little I mean" I had hoped none, but George, would remember, Thomas loses control of his temper just like Isabella, but our trip to Germany there has never been a time he hit me where I did not hit him back.
"It is not good to dwell on things in the past Isabella, you need to let things go, it is my life and your fathers, you do not need to worry about it" I sighed taking a sip from my goblet.
"It effected me though!" I insisted.
"He has not even raised a hand to me in over 3 years, and every time that he did it was never in front of you" I rubbed in my head feeling an ache already forming. "I love your father very much, but we each have our faults, and I am not about to say that either of us are perfect. But we moved passed it" she was looking down at her lap.
"I remember the last time though, it was Mary, Elizabeth and I playing in the hallway, you were arguing about something, maybe money. I remember hearing a loud crack and then a crash, then I heard you scream something in Spanish and there was another loud crack. Papa had a scratch on his cheek" I swallowed hard, I indeed remembered that fight.
-FLASHBACK-
"What the hell is this?" Thomas snarled throwing the door to the parlor open, Catalina was only 6 and I sent her with Lady Hobbs to her chambers.
"I do not know husband, you have yet to show me" I said standing up as the door to the chamber was closed, we were in the library at Hever Castle, our family home.
"This! You spend over 200 crowns on dresses!" He snarled angrily "how many times do I have to tell you not to spend money without my permission!" His voice was getting louder and I too was becoming angry.
"IT IS MINE TOO!" I screamed "I AM A PRINCESS! I BRING MONEY INTO THIS FAMILY AS WELL! I GET TO SPEND IT AS I PLEASE" His face was stony in anger.
"Everything you have is mine" he hissed, I glared at him.
"Your title is mine, you are not a Prince of anything without me" I pushed against him anger sizzling in my eyes.
"Do not even pull that card you ungrateful bitch, I am your husband and do as I say! Now why in the hell would you spend 200 pounds on fucking dresses!" He grabbed my arms.
"I have to buy clothes for me, Isabella, Catalina and Rose" I tried shoving him off me "now let me the hell go!" his eyes were burning with fire.
"You only need to buy a few! What else did you get?" I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
"Christ Thomas-" he shook me.
"TELL ME!" I looked at him for a few moments in shock.
"I bought…I bought religious items" he started pacing the room in anger.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? DO YOU NOT THINK? I DO NOT WANT TO PAY FOR YOUR TRAITOROUS WAYS!" I gasped in shock.
"I AM NOT A TRAITOR! IT IS MY MONEY AS WELL! I CAN DO WITH IT AS I PLEASE!" He stopped his pacing and stepped towards me.
"YOU WENT TO THE TOWER ONCE FOR THIS! DO YOU WISH TO GO AGAIN?" I rolled my eyes trying to leave the room, but he caught my wrist and tugged me back slapping me across the face. I screamed as I fell against a desk knocking a glass over so it smashed against the floor.
" HIJO DE PUTA!" I screamed and whipped around slapping him back nails clawing into his cheek.
"FUCK!" He yelled holding his cheek as blood dripped down, my cheek stung as I panted my anger slowly fading. There was a few quiet moments in which we said nothing, he let go of his cheek cleaning it and grabbing around my waist roughly pulling me in for a deep and long kiss.
I moaned against his lips as she shoved me up on a desk throwing my skirts up "Thomas!" I whimpered as he kissed my neck nipping down.
"Let us get rid of these expensive skirts" he shoved them in bunches around my waist undoing his breeches pulling my body closer, he caressed my thighs thrusting inside me.
"Dios!" I gasped wrapping my legs around his waist tightly kissing him deeply, he was rough, it was fueled by anger, by passion. He lifted me off the desk and brought me to the ground in a heated passion.
-END FLASHBACK-
Yes, I remember that fight well. "It was a bad fight, I shall admit it, but it was not meant for you to hear, we made up afterwards" she nodded still looking down, "look at me, please" she did so, her eyes full of nervousness.
"I do not understand how you and papa could fight so much, and yet still be in love, or at least say you are" she explained close to tears.
"That is what love is, you fight and get angry at each other, but you love all the same" I sighed trying to find the best way to say it.
"It does not make any sense to me!" She snapped in anger, yes she was so much like her father.
"It is not supposed to, when we explain love there is no simple explanation, there are times when I do not wish to love your father, but I cannot help it" she pushed the tears away before they could fall.
"Are you only still with papa because of us? I mean if you did not have any children with him do you think you would still fall in love with him?" I closed my eyes taking a deep breath.
"Yes, I think I would still love him" I said with an unwavering voice filled with certainty, "you need to stop looking to the passed, it is not happy and is only fueling your anger" I took her hand and she flinched, it hurt me deeply. "It is time for bed, go to sleep" I said and she nodded standing up and quickly leaving the room.
"Your Highness, are you ready to retire?" A maid asked and I rubbed my head.
"No, not yet. Leave me be" I snapped, she did not deserve my anger, but right now I could care less about who suffers from my unhappiness.
"Yes, Your Highness" she left and I groaned standing up and going to my rooms I prayed for a couple hours before getting undressed, but I was still not tired so just lay in my bed, alone, and reread my bible.
William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham
September 10th 1529
"Papa!" I groaned in annoyance, Tony and I had asked if we could go to Dover with mama and he had said no.
"William" he warned glancing up from his papers.
"But why?" Tony asked drawling out the syllables.
"Because I told Catalina she could not go, and I will not let you or any of your siblings go, it would not be fair to her" he dipped his quill in ink.
"Catalina always spends time with her, we never get to because she is always babying her, papa please!" I asked hugging around his arm, he sighed and stopped writing.
"It would not be fair and she would be upset" he looked down to us with reasonable eyes.
"Maybe you can send Tom, Tony and I to Dover and say that we are going to spend time with mama and you can spend time with Catalina, Rose, and Cordelia, even Mary!" My plan was perfect.
"Please papa, we love you!" Tony said grabbing his other arm.
"I think your plan is very thoughtful and well planned, you may go to Dover, just do not talk too much about it in front of Catalina" we both jumped up and down.
"THANK YOU PAPA!" We both yelled in happiness.
"Your welcome, go have your maids pack you shall leave as soon as possible" finally we would be allowed to spend sometime with mama, and Tom could see Isabella again, I knew he missed her.
"Hurry up!" I called to Tony as our things were put into the carriage, we were trying to do it before Catalina could find out.
"Where are you going?" We heard her ask, she was standing in the doorway blocking up, Tony and I looked to Tom.
"Catty, we are not staying at Court, we have to leave for our studies" he said kissing her cheek trying to keep her calm.
"Where are you leaving too?" He looked nervously around back to us.
"Sweetheart" papa said entering the room, Tom looked relieved.
"Where are they going papa? Tell me!" She ran to him grabbing his coat, we were all quiet as Mary came in behind him, she took care of Catalina when mama was away.
"They are going to Dover, all the boys are, and you shall stay with me as will your sisters" her grew filled with tears instantly.
"I want to go papa! I want to go see mama!" She cried tears starting to fall down her cheeks, I groaned looking away, I was never good with tears.
"You will stay here with me, you shall see your mother in August" she shook her head looking to Mary.
"I want to go! Mary tell him!" Her eyes widened as she was put on the spot.
"I am sorry Catty, but you have to stay here" Catalina ran back to her rooms in tears and Mary quickly followed after her.
"She just appeared out of nowhere" I said quietly.
"I know, it is time for you to go" we nodded and he brought us down to the carriage and set us off to Dover Castle to be with mama and Mary.
George Boleyn, Duke of Rochford
I stayed faithful to my wife the entire time I was at Court, I had left a few days prier and now arrived at Rochford Hall. "Lord Rochford, we were not expecting you!" The housekeeper said in surprise as I walked in that morning.
"Yes, I left Court early, where is my wife?" I asked wanting to see her and the child growing within her.
"She is resting in the bedchamber, Your Grace" I nodded and dismissed her quickly walking to my bedchamber to find Jane fast asleep in bed, she must have lay down for a nap. She was 3 months now and you could see a slight protrusion in her gown "Jane, wake up" I whispered and she jumped a little hearing her name.
"George? I did not expect you back so soon" she said letting out a soft yawn.
"I left early, I wanted to see you and the child" she smiled caressing the little bump in her gown.
"It is not even close to being born yet" she stated and I laughed placing my hand on her stomach over hers.
"I cannot help but be excited, it is my first child after all" I knew I could not feel anything yet, but there was a small part of me hoping for just the smallest movement.
"How long are you staying?" She inquired laying her other hand on mine.
"I do not know yet, I am not needed at Court for a while, I shall stay until I am summoned" she smiled in happiness, we have not spent time together in so long.
"I shall like that very much" I leaned forward and kissed her softly.
"I shall like it as well."
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