I messed up Lady Amy's age, she should be turning 14 instead of 13, my bad lol

Princess Katherine of Aragon (Boleyn)- 48 December 16th 1485

Prince Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Wiltshire-55 March 12th 1477

Isabella Boleyn- 15 September 7th 1517

Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke- 15 September 7th 1517

Cordelia Tudor-14 year May 2nd 1518

William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham- 13 June 13th 1519

Anthony Boleyn, Duke of Suffolk- 13 June 13th 1519

Rose Boleyn- 12 March 2 1520

Catalina Boleyn- 11 August 29th 1520

George Boleyn, Duke of Rochford- 19 April 17th 1513

Jane Boleyn- 2 March 28th 1530

Princess Mary Tudor-16 February 18th 1516

Princess Cecily Tudor- 10 July 25th 1521

Princess Elizabeth Tudor- 15 September 7th 1517

Princess Margaret Tudor- 8 years August 14th 1523

Prince Edward Tudor of Wales- 13 February 14th 1519

Prince James Tudor of York- 10 years October 1st 1522

King Henry VIII-40 June 28th 1491

Queen Kathryn Parr- 39 August 30th 1492

Lady Ursula Middleton- 37 February 2 1495

Lady Amy Hobbs- 14 November 15th 1518

Lady Amelia Sutton, 10, May 18th 1523

Lady Mary Howard, 12, April 24th 1519

Gregory Cromwell Earl of Oxford- 16 October 19th 1514

Prince Henry of France- 19 July 10th 1513

Prince Phillip of Spain- 20 May 2 1512

Princess Joan of Austria- 12 June 24 1519

Charles de Bourn, Duke of Beaucourt- 12 July 21 1520

William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire- 17 January 9th 1514

Henry Stanley, soon-to-be Earl of Derby- 16 September 1st 1516


November 15th 1532

Cordelia Tudor

We left for Blinking early, I felt horrible because I knew that my siblings wanted to go to Court for Christmas and because of me they could not. William, Anthony, Tom and papa all road horses alongside the carriage as me, mama, Catalina, Rose and Isabella sat inside.

"What do you think Mary will name her baby?" Rose asked mama.

"I do not know Rose, you could send her a letter, I know she would be happy to hear from you, all of you" I have not written Mary yet, it felt too awkward talking to her through a letter, how could I tell her everything I felt through words?

"Maybe when we get to Blinking Hall we can write her together?" Catalina asked but I did not respond.

"Cordelia? Do you wish to write Mary as well?" Mama asked and I looked out my window.

"Not really" I snapped and both Isabella and Catalina went silent, none of them could possibly understand what I was feeling.

Mary, Princess of France

"Princess Marie, please, you should be resting" my head Lady said, I believe her name is Lady Annette, I ignored her though as I played with my niece.

"Auntie, look!" We were standing by the window and I was holding her up so she could see George leaving to go hunting with the King and my husband. "Auntie it papa!" She giggled happily and I kissed her cheek placing her on the ground "I want Nana" she whispered suddenly and I bit my lip.

"Well I know for a fact that she must be missing you so very much right now" Jane looked up at my stomach, I was about 4 months now and everyone was being so protective of my stomach.

"Your Highness, please it is not good for the child that you are stressing yourself like this" Lady Annette said and I turned to the older woman with scorn.

"I think I know what my child can take" I wanted to be like my mother when it came to my children, I wanted to hold and my feed my child, I wanted to raise my baby.

"That child belongs to France!" Jane hugged tightly to me whimpering softly.

"This child belongs to me! And if you think differently then you can leave my services at once!" She did not say anything to my face, but I knew she would talk to Henry and if he did not agree with her she would go to the King and Queen.

"Auntie, play!" Jane said catching my attention, I smiled down to her and brought her in my chambers and let her play with all the jewels, I even let her keep a pearl necklace.

When Henry came back I knew he had probably already talked to Lady Annette, I sent Jane to her father and stood up rubbing my stomach "I hear you had a disagreement with Lady Annette" he sighed.

"Excuse me if I believe I have the right to call my child my own" he said nothing for a few moments and sat down in a chair next to me.

"This child is an heir to France, I understand how you feel but others feel much differently then you do" tears filled my eyes and I looked up to him.

"I am not sending my child away like all other parents do, I want to raise my child" little sobs tangled with my words and his eyes went wide when I burst into tears.

"Mary please, stop crying it will be alright" I shook my head and he pulled me into his arms.

"When I was little I could not wait till I had a baby of my own! And now that I am everyone is trying to take my baby away from me" I sobbed into his shoulder and he rubbed my back.

"If it will make you happy I shall see to it that the child is kept in your care as often as possible, the only problem is Lady Annette" I looked up at him.

"Henry you are the Heir of France and you are going to be King someday, you should not have to do what a meet Lady in Waiting thinks is correct" I kissed him and he caressed my stomach.

"You are right, you have nothing to worry about" he kissed the crown of my head and I lay my cheek against his chest in content.

November 31st 1532

It was almost Christmas soon, and mama's birthday, today I received a letter and nothing brought me greater happiness.

Mary,

Though it brings me great happiness that you yourself shall become a mother soon I want nothing more then to be with you at this moment. I know you must have many questions and I wish I could be there to answer them all for you, but alas I cannot, but I want you to know that all my prayers are with you and I know without a doubt you shall be a great mother.

I know without having to be told the pressure you are under right now to produce a male child, I myself lived under it for many years. Do not stress yourself over it my love, God shall give you a son one day and if your first child is a girl you are still blessed, each child is a blessing from God. It took me till I was in my 30's to have your brothers, so do not think to much of it and remember to keep up with your prayers daily.

With All My Love And That of Your Step Father

Your Mother

I swallowed hard, everyday I thought of what might happen if my first child were to be a girl? Would Henry be mad? Would the King and Queen? And most of all would my mother and father be disappointed in me? "What is on your mind?" Henry asked sitting beside me and jumped a little.

"What if I have a girl first?" I asked looking down to the floor momentarily before looking up to meet his eyes.

"I have no doubt in my mind that God will not deny me a son, we are young still and if God wants us to first have daughters then I shall obey him" it made me feel so much better and I lay a hand on my stomach.

"I know I shall have a son, I just do not know when, some woman say they can feel what their baby is to be, but I cannot" I often wondered if that was a bad omen.\

"Many woman do say they can feel what their child is to be and they all say a boy, and most of them end up having girls, sweetheart they only say that because they want their husbands to be happy. You do not need to lie to me, I know you pray for a son daily" he pet my cheek fondly and I sent a silent prayer to God thanking him for giving me such a kindhearted husband.

Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire

"Lady Wiltshire, a messenger from the King" I nodded and the young boy was allowed into my chambers.

"My Lady, the King sends his regrets that Lady Cordelia and your family could not be here for Christmas time, but when all is over the King would like to throw a banquet in honor of the Lady Cordelia" I nodded and he left to get rested.

"Children?" I asked, they were all getting ready to go outside to play in the snow.

"Yes mama?" Catalina asked and I quickly found Cordelia amongst her siblings.

"Cordelia, sweetheart, your father has sent a messenger and shall hold a banquet in your honor when we return to Court, so do not be too sad my sweet" I cradled her face and placed a kiss upon her forehead.

"A banquet for me? Not on my birthday?" I nodded and she looked to her brothers and sisters.

"You should write your father in thanks" she nodded bubbling with excitement, "go along and play now" she nodded and they all ran outside. I felt arms wrap around my waist and jumped but relaxed when I noticed it was Thomas.

"Is she happy?" He asked kissing my shoulder.

"I believe she is very excited"

December 16th 1532

I turned 48 and the children put on a large birthday party for me. Thomas was leaving tomorrow for Court and it hurt me greatly but I knew it was not of his own choice. "I wish you did not have to go" I whispered to him, it was mid-afternoon and I was curled into his lap on the couch.

"I shall be back as soon as I can Ma Cherie, I promise" he turned my face and kissed me lightly. "Did you send Mary, George and Jane their presents?" He asked changing the topic.

"Yes, I sent them last week or so" he nodded and looked into the fire, admiring the flickering flames.

"Can we sit with you?" Tom asked with his siblings crowded behind him.

"You may" Thomas said and they all jumped forward and sat around us leaning into each other.

"Papa, when are you coming back?" Catalina asked laying her head on his knees sitting by his feet.

He caressed her face "hopefully soon, I shall only stay for the festivities, but have no fear ma petite I shall have no fun when you are all not there with me" they all smiled up to him.

"I shall miss you papa" Rose said and I smiled down to her, she was so sweet.

"Yeah, mama not gonna let us get away with stuff like you do" William sighed and I smacked his arm lightly to which he only grinned.

"You must behave for your mother, if I return and hear of fighting I shall be very disappointed" he told them severely and Cordelia let out a giggle.

"We shall not fight papa" Isabella promised with a wicked grin, I shook my head with a small smile wanting today to never end.

"At least do not break anything or your siblings" they all laughed and I felt Tom stretch out next to me.

"Are you trying to push me off?" I asked and he smiled sheepishly.

"I am sorry mama" he said with dark red cheeks.

Isabella Boleyn

I liked it when our family is like this, everyone is calm and peaceful and nothing can seem to go wrong. "Papa, when you come back can we throw our own Christmas party?" Rose asked suddenly catching all our attention.

"I do not see why not" we all perked up in interest our eyes wide with excitement, "you all can decorate Blinking in my absence and surprise me when I return" immediately all our minds began racing with ideas. "Of course your mother shall have to be in on every decision and she makes the final call" he said sternly and William grumbled in annoyance.

"Papa your only saying that because she is making you!" Again William was hit, and again he only smiled innocently up to mama.

"William, when you get married someday you shall understand" papa sighed and mama hit him as well. "Then again your wife shall not be a Princess who is used to being in charge, so you might have an easier time then I do" mama pursed her lips and sat up. "Oh Katherine, calm yourself" he pulled her back down into him and she smiled softly, but hid her face so he could not see.

"My wife shall never tell me what to do!" Anthony cried jumping up from his spot.

"Oh Anthony! You are so softhearted she shall have no need to tell you when you shall have it done before her lips even move!" Cried Cordelia and he immediately sunk back into his seat.

"Hush with all this talk of marriage" mama sighed and we all nodded quieting ourselves, mama hated any talk of our marriages.

"Who would like to go for a walk in the snow?" Papa asked changing the subject and we all nodded eagerly and left to get ready.

"You shall leave early in the morning?" I questioned and he nodded wrapping an arm around my waist watching the children through snowballs at each other.

"Yes, I know the King needs my help, I shall try to get back as soon as I can though, but when I do come back I think it to be for only a little bit then I must return. You and the children shall come to Court in February" I nodded in understanding, Thomas liked it best when we were away from the Court especially with our daughters growing older.

It is not that he does not trust them, it is that he does not trust the men of Court "how long shall we stay?" He took a deep breath and looked ahead at our children.

"I have yet to decide that, do not think on it now" I nodded and he stopped turning me to look at him and caressed my cheek, I parted my lips as he started to lean down when a large cold ball hit us.

"Isabella!" Anthony called as our oldest daughter laughed hysterically.

"Isabella Boleyn!" Thomas called out with a smirk and quickly returned a snowball that hit her in the shoulder.

"SNOWBALL WAR!" William yelled and they all scattered immediately behind bushes, I merely walked over to a stone bench not wanting to participate in these trivial games. I honestly did not wish to get soaked with the wet know for I might become sick again.

They spent two hours before Thomas finally won all were soaking wet and shivering "you all are right fools, now go back inside and get warm at once" I sighed to them and Thomas pulled me close and kissed me dampening my dress.

"Only if my nurse comes with me" I smirked as the children made gagging noises.

"Hurry along! All of you now!" The maids quickly dried the children off and made hot broth so they would not get sick, I sat on my bed next to Thomas.

"Love I can fed myself" he sighed as I gave him a spoonful.

"I like feeling useful" I sighed placing the bowl down and dismissing the maids from the room, I got a warm cloth and he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me so I was under him.

"You can be very useful to me in other ways" his lips attacked my neck and I shrieked in surprise.

Elizabeth Tudor, Princess of England

We were at Hatfield still, we would be leaving tomorrow. "Beth, shall Nana be sending us a letter?" Cecily asked softly.

"I do not know" I whispered turning away from the window.

"We barely see them anymore, why?" She demanded with tears in her brown eyes.

"Because she has a family all her own" I snapped harshly and she let out a small cry.

"Beth, you do not need to speak so meanly" Margaret whimpered softly.

"What do you want me to tell you then? Humph? We are not her children so obviously she shall think on us less and care for us less!" With that I got up and stormed away angrily.

I did not actually mean to speak like that to them, but it was the truth.

Cecily Tudor, Princess of England

Tears spilled over my cheeks as Beth stormed out of the room and Lady Lowell came to me quickly "oh dear child, do not cry" she wiped my tears away as I sobbed.

"I want my Nana!" I cried and she looked at me sadly.

"Princess, she is with her own family right now" she tried to explain.

"She promised my mama she would be there for me always, I want her!" She jumped a little at the mention of my mother.

"I shall send her a letter at once Princess, have no fear" I nodded and she brushed the tears away kissing my cheek.

December 21st 1532

A letter returned promptly saying I could join her and her family for Christmas and I immediately accepted and left, today I arrived and ran down the hall directly into her arms. "Oh sweetheart" she sighed as I started to cry in her arms, she kissed the top of my head and pulled me into her lap, "stop the tears little one" I looked up at her and she brushed them away.

"Beth said the reason you do not spend anytime with us anymore is because we are not your children and you think on us less" her eyes held surprise and regret.

"I know I have not spent much time with you, but it has been a very hard couple of months for me, but I am coming to Court in February and we shall all spend more time together" she promised and I kissed her cheek.

"I miss you a lot" I whispered tucking my head under her chin.

"And I miss you, now I know for a fact that the others are very excited for your arrival I will go see your things taken care of" I nodded and went to the Parlor where they always were.

"Cecily!" Catalina giggled hugging me tightly and she kissed my cheek.

"Do not crowd her Catalina, come and sit your journey must have been long" Cordelia said and I went and sat down next to her.

I felt so out of place and scared, Cordelia was my sister still, but I have not seen her in so long. "You do not have to be frightened, we do not bite" William said with a large grin and I bit my lip looking down nervously.

"William, do not try to purposefully scare her more" Tom snapped and stepped forward glancing around at all of his siblings "Christmas is soon and Isabella, Cordelia, Rose and Catalina are making decorations, if you would like you can help them? William, Anthony and I are going hunting for some deer" he seems much more grown up then I last remembered him.

"Do not be intimidated by Tom, he is harmless" Rose whispered to me after he, William and Anthony had left, I smiled a little and she went back to her small painting.

"Girls, what are you doing?" Nana asked walking into the room and I held back the urge to jump to her side at once. She came over and stood over me laying a hand on my shoulder and looked to the other girls around me.

"We are painting mama" Catalina said brightly and I sunk back into Nana's body.

"I hope you are making Cecily feel welcome" she looked around at them all sensing my discomfort.

"They have been very kind to me" I said quickly not wanting them to get in trouble.

"That is good, I have had everything moved to your room" I nodded and she kissed the top of my head. "I must go see to last minute preparations for Christmas day" I bit my lip nervously.

"If it would make her feel better Cecily may go with you, we shall take no offense to it" Isabella said softly and I looked up to Nana.

"She may come is she pleases" I took her hand and silently followed her from the room. She went to the kitchens and talked to some of the maids and all the while I silently held her hand, "Cecily, sweetheart, I know Christmas is not your favorite holiday and it hurts when we celebrate it but we all miss your mother very much and want nothing more then for her to be here with you" tears started trickling down my cheeks.

"I still miss her" I whimpered softly and she leaned down hugging me tightly, I still remember the day I found mama in her bed.

-Flashback-

It was Christmas morning and I was so excited, mama has been sick lately but she promised me everything was alright and it was just a silly cold. It was very early, the sun has yet to come up yet but I was too excited to sleep and wanted to go see mama and tell her what day it was.

We always celebrated Christmas together and papa would have a big Banquet for my birthdays. I snuck out of my room and went down the hall "mama! Guess what!" I called running into her darkened chamber. The dark curtains to her bed hid her but I pushed them aside letting the moonlight fall on mama's sleeping form. She was very pale and looked sickly, but she said it was because winter did that to her "mama wake up!" I shook her arms but her eyes never opened.

Her skin felt as cold as ice and I started to get scared, her maid must have heard me and quickly came in "Princess! Your mother needs rest" she whispered harhly to me.

"Mama will not get up" I whimpered, her eyes grew wide and she quickly came over and touched mama's neck.

"Dear God" she gasped and quickly made the sign of the cross and grabbed around my waist pulling me from the bed.

"No! I WANT MAMA!" I screamed as the maids all gathered around my mama and started to cry. "I WANT MY MAMA! BRING ME BACK!" I screamed struggling harder in her arms.

"Hush Princess" she whispered putting me in my room.

-End Flashback-

They sent me to my papa that day and I was told mama had died, "I know you miss her very much, I do as well" Nana whispered and kissed my cheek lovingly.

"It never gets better! People tell me it will Nana but it never does, I always miss her the same!" She caressed my cheek.

"It never does really get better, but we learn how to handle it" she sat down and pulled me into her lap "I am much older then you and have seen far more death, and I know that one day you will think about your mother and not cry" she said comfortingly.

"When?" I whimpered and she smiled just a tiny bit.

"I cannot tell you that, but I know your mother loved you very much and would never want you to be in such hurt, she loves you very much and watches over you all the time, do not shed tears for her when she is in a better place, one day we shall all join her as well" I nodded and my tears stopped and I hid my face in her shoulder.

Thomas Boleyn, Prince of Wales, Duke of Wiltshire

Court was miserable and I wanted nothing more then to be home with my family "Thomas, may I speak with you?" The King asked and I nodded taking a seat next to him as the others left.

"What is it about, Majesty?" I inquired looking out of the crowd and seeing those dammed Scottish diplomats.

"It is Cecil. Thomas I have tried my best with the girl but still she is brokenhearted, even Kathryn tried" he said shaking his head and looking towards his Queen who was playing the Royal children.

"Your Majesty, you need to stop trying to replace her mother in her heart, she will always be her mother. Instead of leaving it up mostly to Queen Kathryn to pull the girl out of her shell you need to try, Cecily is scared and alone, as you may remember she was the one who found her mother and the must be a very traumatic experience" I said trying to be as sensitive as possible.

"I tried spending time with her but I did not know her mother that well and had nothing to tell her" he snapped in frustration.

"Then do not tell her about her mother, tell her about yourself and who you are" he looked over to me for only a moment.

"She went to Blinking instead this year, she did not want to come to Court" he whispered rubbing his head.

"Then go to Blinking and ask her yourself, let her know you care enough to go yourself" he sat quietly for the next hour obviously mulling the idea over in his mind. I talked with a few courtiers and different Ambassadors before the King sent for me again "you called for me, Your Majesty?" I asked, we were now in his bedchamber.

"Yes, ready yourself, we are going to Blinking. I would also like to see Cordelia as well" I nodded a little distressed, I did not think to go back so soon.

December 22nd 1532

Henry Tudor, King of England

I knew things have not been easy for Cecily since Catherine's death, but I never really knew what to say to her. Once we arrived the servants seemed stunned and ran about trying to find Katherine who was surprised to see us as well.

"Oh! What are you both doing here? Are you not supposed to be at Court?" She asked and her children peeked out from the door and shrieked seeing their father and ran out hugging him tightly.

"Papa! You are back early!" The youngest one, Catalina, cried happily.

"Papa!" I felt Cordelia throw herself into my arms and kiss my cheek softly, "I am not mad I cannot go to Court" I smiled and kissed her head.

"Still I shall throw a banquet for you when everything settles down" she nodded and pulled away so I could see Cecily by Katherine's side. I took a deep breath and leaned down to her level "Cecily, we have rode all this way just to come ask if you would please join us at Court" her eyes went a little wide but she said nothing. "I know I have not spent much time with you but I wish to change that, I love you very much Cecily and want you to be at Court with us" her lips parted.

"Why?" She asked, her voice so very small in the large hallway.

"Because you are my daughter and I want you there, it is hard enough for me that Cordelia cannot be there but it would surly break my heart if you were not there either" she bit her lip nervously.

"You really want me there?" She asked taking a single step forward.

"Yes, I do" she ran forward and I caught her in my arms holding her tightly, "I hope this is no inconvenience to you" I said to Katherine who was standing next to her husband.

"Not at all" she said with a smile looking from Cecily to her own children who were very happy to see their father.

Rose Boleyn

Cordelia went off to spend sometime with the King while we went to the parlor in mama and papa's chamber "papa how long are you staying?" I asked and he loosened his collar sitting down as mama got in a goblet.

"Only till tomorrow sweetheart, but I wish I could stay longer" I sighed in anger and mama took her seat next to him.

"Can you not just stay here with us?" Anthony asked and he smiled to him.

"I wish I could son, but I am Lord Privy Seal and a valuable member at Court" Catalina pouted just a little.

"Is Court more important then us?" Catalina whispered heartbrokenly, mama looked to her quickly with wide eyes and no one made a noise.

"Nothing is more important to me then you all and your mother, never think twice on that Catalina, I go to Court to make sure our family is well provided for" he looked around at all of us and mama stayed quiet. "No more talk now, it is time for bed, say goodnight" we all stood up and kissed him and mama goodnight before heading to our chambers.

Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire

"What is it Thomas? You seem on edge" I said softly once the children were gone.

"Court is just very stressful lately" he sighed rubbing his forehead.

"What is happening? Can I help you?" I implored, as peaceful as it was being away from Court I missed being involved in politics.

"It is nothing for a woman, go to bed I shall be in shortly" I nodded and stood up going to our bedroom and getting underdressed. I sat at my vanity and brushed my dark hair patiently waiting for him, he came in an hour later his tired eyes glancing up towards me "I thought you would be in bed by now" he said getting undressed, I closed my eyes standing up.

"Have I done something to offend you? Your coldness hurts me" I whispered into the freezing chamber "Thomas?" I said after a few moments, he dropped his hands to his side.

"Go to bed" I looked down at my hands as he refused to look at me, tears filled my eyes.

"Why do you refuse to look at me, you did not even kiss me when you arrived….you always kiss me when you return from Court" I whispered the ending letting the tears slip over.

"I am tired and I am going to bed" I chewed my lip before taking hesitant steps to him and walking in front of him.

"Please speak with me you are being so cold I cannot bare to stand it" he saw my tears and quickly looked away.

"I have to leave early tomorrow morning, I would like it if I could sleep" he turned from me and got into bed, I quickly followed but his back was faced towards me. I did not understand why he was acting like this, I did nothing that I know of that would upset him in anyway.

December 23rd 1532

They were leaving today and Cecily kissed my cheek happily getting into the carriage with her father, "bye papa!" The children said to their father and he only kissed my cheek, it felt far colder then the snow.

After the left I went up to our room and lay on his side of the bed staring off trying the think, "mama, are you and papa fighting again?" Tom asked me softly coming into the chamber.

"I do not know" I answered honestly, try as I might I could not think of anything I had done that would get him to act as he has. What if he has fallen out of love with me? Finally realized after all these years I was nothing more then the woman he was forced to marry?

Fear gripped my heart as I took a shaky breath, after all this time could he regret being married to me? Was it because I was getting older…did I….did I no longer satisfy him in bed? Tom sat down next to him and took my hand.

"I am sure he is just stressed about Court, that is has nothing to do with you" he said comfortingly, I tried to believe him. But he had been so happy to see the children nothing was different with the way he treated them…it was only me.