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Katherine of Aragon (Boleyn)- 49 December 16th 1485
Prince Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Wiltshire-56 March 12th 1477
Isabella Boleyn- 16 September 7th 1517
Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke- 15 September 7th 1517
Cordelia Tudor-16 year May 2nd 1518
William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham- 14 June 13th 1519
Anthony Boleyn, Duke of Suffolk- 14 June 13th 1519
Rose Boleyn- 14 March 2 1520
Catalina Boleyn- 13 August 29th 1520
Annette Boleyn- 8, July 7th 1526
Michelle Boleyn- 5, October 29th 1527
William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire- 18 January 9th 1514
George Boleyn, Duke of Rochford- 20 April 17th 1513
Renee Boleyn, Duchess of Rochford- 17, December 23rd 1516
Jane Boleyn- 4 March 28th 1530
Queen (Marie) Mary Tudor-17 February 18th 1516
Princess Charlotte of France-1 February 6th 1533
Prince Henri of France- December 16th 1533
King Henri of France- 20 July 10th 1513
Princess Cecily Tudor- 11 July 25th 1521
Princess Margaret Tudor- 10 years August 14th 1523
Prince Edward Tudor of Wales- 15 February 14th 1519
Prince James Tudor of York- 11 years October 1st 1522
King Henry VIII-41 June 28th 1491
Queen Kathryn Parr- 39 August 30th 1492
Lady Elizabeth Bryan- 14, January 10th 1519
Lady Ursula Middleton- 39 February 2 1495
Lady Amy Hobbs- 15 November 15th 1518
Lady Amelia Sutton, 10, May 18th 1522
Lady Mary Howard, 14, April 24th 1519
Charles Clancey, 17, February 6th 1516
Gregory Cromwell Earl of Oxford- 17 October 19th 1514
Prince Phillip of Spain- 22 May 2 1512
Princess Elizabeth Tudor of Spain- 16 September 7th 1517
Princess Joan of Austria- 13 June 24 1519
Charles de Bourn, Duke of Beaucourt- 13 July 21 1520
Henry Stanley, soon-to-be Earl of Derby- 17 September 1st 1516
April 20th 1533
Catalina Boleyn
It was only Cordelia and I in the room today, Jane, Annette and Michelle went to Chatsworth house for a while along with William and Anthony, only Cordelia and I stayed with mama and papa. "Cordelia, what are you thinking of?" I asked curiously, her mind always seemed for far off these days.
"Catalina I can trust you, right?" She asked nervously.
"Yes you can, we all keep each others secrets" I said slipping further down the couch to go closer to her, she leaned in so Lady Middleton could not overhear us.
"You of all people should know what it is like to be forced into a marriage you do not want" I nodded in understanding "I am in love Catalina, he is so sweet and kind to me!" I looked at her with wide eyes.
"You are in love? What is his name?" I begged softly in excitement.
"Charles Clancy, he is a gentleman in my fathers Privy chamber" she took my hands pulling me even closer. "He wants to marry be Catalina…I have said yes" I gasped loudly and the maids looked over to us curiously she hushed me quickly.
"A gentleman? No title Cordelia are you serious?" I hissed to her and she only smiled sweetly.
"I love him Catty, he said he does not need a title or money…he said he loves me not matter what happens, Catty I have never felt like this before, please do not tell anyone" she begged and I could not go against her.
"I shall not, I swear" she hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek, "when are you…?" I trailed off but she knew what I was speaking about.
"A day after my 16th birthday but we are not staying away, I am not sure what my father shall do when he finds out but I do not care, he can banish us to poverty! I shall become a farmers wife for him" I looked at her stunned, I could not ruin this for her.
"I wish I could love someone like you do" I sighed dreamily and she only giggled.
Isabella Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire
It was so odd being the mistress of my own household and I was grateful I listened to mama so much when I was younger and paid attention when she was dealing with the servants. "Lady Devonshire, His Grace does not wish you to be running around the gardens with your sisters and brothers anymore" a servant said with a small curtsy.
"Running? You can tell His Grace that I do not run in the gardens and I can do well enough taking care of myself!" I snapped passionately and she nodded quickly leaving the room fearful of my rage she knew was coming.
"Bella what are you mad about?" Annette asked curiously from her seat, we were in the midst of eating breakfast.
"I do not like being told what to do" I answered simply, "you all should know that by now" Jane and Michelle giggled while William and Anthony rolled their eyes.
"I do not see why you have to talk back to him like that he is just protecting you and the baby" Anthony said with sigh.
"You would be on his side" Lord Devonshire was the only son of his family with only one sister who lived in York, he did everything with my younger brothers, hunting, wrestling, archery, falconry and riding. I did not mind it kept them tired at night so they would not start much trouble but it often won him their support in our fights.
"When papa coming?" Jane asked looking up at me with bright eyes, the ship that would bring her back to France would arrive in the middle of May to take her home. Mama and papa would come to stay with us then along with Cordelia and Catalina who had decided to stay at Court till May.
"You shall see him in July I believe that is when you shall be…home in France" I still had a hard time calling France her home, after all she was born here.
"Lady Devonshire, His Grace summons you to his office" the same servant said returning from him and I sighed in annoyance rolling my eyes.
"I shall be back soon" I sighed standing up and going back to his office I felt the baby inside me kick against the wall of my stomach and I smiled feeling the movement all over my large belly. "You sent for me?" I asked entering the office filled with many books, he looked up annoyance written on his face.
"I ask one simple thing, why must you be such a bitch about everything! Are you trying to prove something by fighting me every chance you get?" He snarled and I jumped in surprise by his tone.
"How dare-" he got up from his desk and walked around his desk seizing my arms tightly.
"I have every right! Have I not been kind to you? I am giving you free rein of this household to do as you please! Renovate it as you please and still you treat me as if I am the dirt beneath your feet!" My eyes were as wide as saucers as I looked up at him in shock.
"I did not mean-" he shook my a bit and I let out a squeak of fear.
"You did not mean what! If it would make you happy I shall lock you in your chambers all day only allowing you out when I say so! I shall personally see to it that you are kept under lock and key like most people do their wives!" My body was trembling slightly and he let me go taking a few steps back.
"When my father hears how you have treated me-" he cut me off yet again.
"YOU ARE NOT A CHILD ANYMORE ISABELLA!" He hollered and I let out a small squeak as tears formed, "YOU ARE MY WIFE! And I shall not have you running to your parents every time we get into a fight" he ended with a deathly calm voice.
"You are being cruel!" I whimpered holding my belly.
"Step foot into reality sweetheart you are not a girl anymore, you are a woman and my wife, and soon you shall be a mother! If you cannot conduct yourself like so then I fear I shall have to keep you at Chatsworth" I have never been that emotional but I fear pregnancy has made me vulnerable.
"I know very well I am to have a child" I sobbed turning my back to him so he could not see me cry.
"Then act like it, start working on the nursery! Have the whole building cleaned and worked on! Buy things for the child, other then spending your days playing in the gardens. You are a woman and need to act like it, they may be your siblings but you cannot 'play' you have obligations now" I felt his hand on my shoulder.
"I am going to lay down" I whimpered quickly walking back to my rooms, I told a maid to bring my younger siblings to the gardens after they finish their lessons and to tell them I was fine. I took my gown off and lay in bed with my arms around my stomach, it moved so often now! I closed my eyes trying to imagine what my baby would look like and how it would grow. It was hard to think of myself as a mother…someone a child looks to for everything.
I have already decided that I would feed my child myself, Mary was doing the same thing, well she wanted to but when we left she had to turn it over to a nursemaid for she and King Henri had some traveling to do throughout France. "Isabella?" I heard Lord Devonshire say and relaxed giving the appearance I was asleep, he looked at me for a few moments before I felt his hand on my belly, the child kicked and he pulled back a little in surprise.
My eyes opened and he met them "the child is very strong" I whispered rubbing my belly.
"Yes…I can feel that" he said awkwardly after a few moments.
"Would you like to feel again?" He nodded and got into bed pulling me back against him and resting both hands on the side of my stomach, "it moves very much" he laughed softly and I placed my hands next to his.
"I think there could be two…..just like my mama but I am not sure…I have never had a baby before they could be like this all the time" I said lightly and moved his hands along my belly.
"Bella! Bella! Michelle and Jane are fighting!" Anthony panted bursting through the door, he blushed bright red upon seeing me and Lord Devonshire, even worse with me in my chemise.
He quickly left and I was dressed back into my gown "it seems you shall have practice for when we have daughters" I fixed my hair shooting a look towards him as I left the room.
"It mine give it back!" Jane sobbed as Michelle held Kitty in the air, that poor doll has been through so much.
"Michelle cut it out!" I snapped grabbing the doll from her hands as she held it as high as she could.
"I just wanted to play and she would not let me!" She cried in anger and I handed Jane back the doll.
"It is hers! She does not need to let you play with Kitty if she does not want to" I scolded sitting down in a chair and rocking a crying Jane in my lap.
"It is not fair!" She whined stomping her little feet.
"Life is not fair Michelle but we do not pick on others" she ran over to Annette and cuddled close to her sister, I sighed rubbing my head "now I want you all to cut this out! I am tired and need rest" I placed Jane into the governances arms kissing her forehead. Once I made sure they were not going to fight anymore I went back to my chambers, being with child made me so tired!
"Is everything alright?" Lord Devonshire asked meeting me back in our chambers.
"Yes, Michelle has taken Kitty from Jane" I let my hair down, I felt more relaxed with my hair down and just laying in my chambers but with my siblings it was very hard to do.
"After Jane leaves and your brothers and sisters go back with your mother you shall have more time to rest" I looked at him in alarm.
"I am not returning to Court?" I demanded in surprise.
"No, I believe it shall only cause you more unneeded stress" he said preparing for a sight.
"Cordelia's birthday is next month and it shall be celebrated at Court! I am not to miss it! Her wedding is 2 weeks after that! I am defiantly not missing her wedding" I snapped and he placed his hand over my mouth silencing me.
"If you calmly explain why you wish to go maybe I shall think about it" he said softly and I took a deep breath as he removed his hand.
"May I please go to Court for my sisters birthday and wedding?" I asked as calmly as I could looking up at him.
"You may, but we shall not stay at Court for long" he kissed my forehead and grabbed his gloves, "your brothers and I are going hunting we shall be back by supper" he left before I could say anything and I lay back on our bed. Sometimes I wished I could go back to being a little girl living with mama and papa, but I knew it was impossible but I could not help but wish for it.
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
Thomas has decided to take me riding this afternoon we rode through the park at Eltham Palace quietly, he kept glancing towards me "where are you taking me?" I asked curiously.
"Have you spoken with Cordelia? She seems…off" he asked completely ignoring my question.
"She says she just missing her siblings and that it is odd being back at Court" I sighed, I to have noticed her off behavior and it had me worried for a while but she eagerly calmed my fears.
"Have Lady Ashley watch her closely" I nodded as we came towards a set of woods, I grew nervous pulling my horse into a slower walk. I have not been too fond of woods since that day long ago when….when Charles Brandon kidnapped me, I had done my best to stay away from the woods "hurry up sweetheart" Thomas urged seeing my nervousness.
"Thomas I do not want to go in there" I stated stopping my horse altogether.
"Do you trust me love?" He asked and I nodded hesitantly.
"You know I do, but that is not point" I whined softly.
"It is the point, climb off" I did as he said and he tied the horses to a tree taking my hand and leading me into the woods, I shook my head trying to pull my hand back up he held me tightly.
"Katherine sweetheart, I love you so much and I would never do anything to hurt you, you need to trust me" tears were forming in my eyes as he dragged me deeper in till we were swallowed whole by the shadows and hidden behind the green brush. Gently he pressed me against the tree and kissed me deeply "I love you" he said again and I pushed against his shoulders.
"What are you doing?" I asked in shock as I felt his hands pull my body against his the only reply I got was his lips against mine. I allowed him to kiss me for a moment before pushing him away "I asked you what you were doing?" I said pressing my hand against his chest so he was moved a few feet away.
"I am helping you get rid of your fear of the woods" he pushed back against me I turned my head away so he kissed my neck.
"Thomas Boleyn! Have you lost your mind? I am not going to let you take me in the middle of the woods" I hissed as he pressed his forehead against mine laughing lowly "I am 49 years old and you are 56 we are not lovesick teenagers!" He was acting ridiculous!
"Age is just a number my love, and I still have many plans for us…there is still so much I wish to do to you, after all we have only been married for almost 17 years" he kissed my cleavage and I let out an audible gasp.
"Can you not do this in a more private setting?" I pleaded softly and he only laughed continuing his kisses.
"Do not be afraid" he whispered soothingly but I still felt the shivers of fear down my back as he lead me further into the darkness of the trees.
"I am not afraid" I lied unconvincingly "I just will not cheapen myself by laying with you in a pubic setting" I hissed angrily.
"It is not public sweetheart, we are hidden behind the trees" he assured, I pulled my hand away from his and started back to the horses but he caught around my waist. "You are not cheapening yourself love, I am your husband and you are my wife" he sighed trying to make me feel better.
"Yes I am your wife! Not some whore you met on a street" I cried turning to look at him, "and I shall not be treated like one" I stomped forward but he caught me tripping on a branch and fell bringing me with him.
"My Lord! My Lady! Are you alright?" A guard asked after hearing our scream.
"We are fine" Thomas called laying on top of me, "now Katherine I know you are not a whore and my intention is not to treat you like one" I tried to speak but he kissed me deeply. I felt the twigs underneath me and laid my hands on his shoulders closing my eyes when images and flashbacks raided my mind.
My eyes opened wide and I pushed him off me "get off me Thomas!" I whimpered tears slipping down my cheeks, I tried getting away from him but he grabbed me tightly.
"Katherine calm down sweetheart, love please calm down" I broke away from him shoving him away.
"You are horrible for this!" I sobbed wiping the leaves from my dress and hair going back to my horse.
"Katherine come back" Thomas said walking a few feet behind me.
"Help me up" I demanded from a guard and he quickly did so.
"Katherine come back" I held the reins close and forced my horse into a fast walk back to the palace. I did not look back as I quickly brought my horse to the stable and went straight to my chambers not wanting to see anyone.
"Mama!" Cordelia cried upon seeing me, "what is it?" She asked with large eyes.
"Nothing mi amor, go back to your studies" she and Catalina glanced at each other as I walked back into my chambers taking off my cloak and threw it on the couch. As soon as I slammed the door closed Thomas opened it locking it behind him so Catalina or Cordelia could not walk in.
"Katherine love please stop" he sighed and grabbed me around the waist, I slapped his hands off me and slammed the dressing chamber door in his face. I had the servants change me into a simpler gown and took down my hair brushing it, "I order you to open this door at once!" He snapped to the servants inside who had no choice but to obey. "You all are dismissed" they curtsied and left the chamber, he was silent as they passed but once the door was closed he hugged me tightly. "You know I never want to hurt you Katherine, you are so fearful of the woods and I just wanted to replace the bad memories with good ones" I turned my face away.
"You cannot get rid of those memories Thomas, so do not even try it just makes it worse" I whimpered unable to meet his eyes.
"I have to try Katherine, I know you think of it at times and it troubles you, I have to at least feel like I am doing something" I buried my face in his shoulder as he held around my waist.
"I love you Thomas, and I do think of it sometimes…but there is nothing you can do to stop it, just being there for me is all you need to do, I feel safe with you" he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me.
Catalina Boleyn
"Do you think mama is alright?" I asked nervously as papa went into the room and we heard the click of the door locking.
"Papa shall make it better do not worry" Cordelia said going back to our chambers, I jumped and quickly followed.
"Where do you think you are going?" Lady Middleton asked and I blushed deeply.
"To follow Cordelia" I said innocently.
"Lady Boleyn you have fallen far behind in your studies, you must spend an hour more at least trying" she sighed and I stomped my feet.
"Je suis la plus excellente à mon français Middleton Dame, beaucoup mieux, puis mes sœurs!" I said brightly.
I am most excellent at my French Lady Middleton, far better then my sisters!
She gave me a grave look "you may be good at French but how are your other studies? Lady Boleyn do not make me tell your mother and father" I stomped my foot angrily and sat back down. Languages were the only thing I seemed to be good at!
After another hour of boring geography, arithmetic , religion, history and literature I was allowed to go see Cordelia "it is absolutely miserable" I whined laying down on the bed as she stared out the window.
"Oh Catalina you are being far more dramatic then need be" she sighed and I grew curious jumping up from the bed and running over to the window.
"Is that Charles?" I asked curiously and she blushed deeply.
"Yes, the one on the left of the King" he was pretty to look at and I kissed Cordelia's cheek.
"I wonder what it is like to be in love" I sighed dreamily.
"Oh stop it!" She laughed pushing me.
"Lady Catalina" a servant said and I glanced over to her.
"Yes?" I asked curiously.
"Princess Cecily would like to know if you would join her for a walk in the gardens?" She asked and I grew excited.
"I have to ask my mama!" I giggled jumping up and running over to mama and papa's room. "Mama! Mama!" I called knocking on her door.
"What is it sweetheart" she asked opening the door, she was in a different gown and her hair was down around her shoulders.
"Can I go for a walk in the gardens with Cecily?" I asked grabbing her hands in excitement.
"You may, but only for an hour, we shall have supper soon" I nodded and kissed her cheek as Lady Middleton brought me my cloak. The servant and a guard escorted me to Cecily's chambers, I did not understand why I needed a guard but mama always insisted.
"Cecily!" I cried entering her chambers and she came out of her bedchamber quickly, her hair was a dirty blonde and in large ringlets are her brown eyes twinkled in excitement.
"I am ready!" She giggled and her governance, Lady Lowell brought us down and we walked in the rose garden.
"I hear you are having a hard time with your studies" Cecily said and I nodded in annoyance.
"Tis stupid anyway" I sighed plucking a flower from its steam and smelled it.
"I guess you are right, but I hear you are good in French! That is good since you shall be living there, papa says that I shall stay in England and marry an important noble or an important noble from another country" she babbled.
"You do not need to brag" I snapped at her in annoyance, it was no fair! She was a Princess and I was not and yet I had to go live in France!
"You do not have to be such a baby! I am younger then you and I do not whine as much" Cecily said with malice in her voice, "at least I am smarter then you! I am younger then you and I am smarter then you! That means you are stupid!" I gasped in hurt. I knew I was not so smart, but no one had ever picked on me for it, tears sparkled in my eyes and I pushed her.
"I hate you!" I sobbed and ran from her, I did not want to stay near her any longer! She was a horrible friend.
"Lady Boleyn! Come back!" Lady Lowell yelled after me but I was lost among the bushes as fast as I possibly could. I ran into the forest and threw myself behind a tree where I knew no one could find me.
"My Lady, are you well?" A voice asked and I looked up to see Thomas Butler, the Earl of Ormond. I remember Bella and Cordelia saying I should stay away from him "you are Lady Catalina Boleyn, are you not?" He asked again as I sat nestled in the rose bush.
"Yes, I am" he smiled and offered me his hand.
"Do not worry" he assured.
"I just want to be left alone" I snapped in tears and he took his hand back.
"Fine then, I was only trying to help" he said with a creepy smile turning his back and leaving. I knew he would probably tell mama and papa where I was and I quickly got up and ran a few feet further into the trees.
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
"Thomas will you-" I laughed sitting in his lap when I was cut off.
"Your Graces!" Lady Lowell cried bursting through the doors.
"What is it?" Thomas asked standing up and I was pushed from his lap but quickly followed standing up nervously.
"Lady Catalina ran off! I am sorry but I lost her! Her and Princess Cecily have gotten into a fight and when Princess Cecily called her stupid, I have looked for her but could not find her" panic filled me as my eyes widened.
"Thomas" I whimpered thinking of my little girl all alone in the large gardens, it was dusk and the sun was starting to set, it gets dark fast and I could not think of her being out there all alone.
"Where was she last?" He asked quickly going for the door.
"Near the roses" I grabbed Thomas's arm as he was about to leave.
"I want to come as well" I begged.
"No, stay here. She might come back" I nodded biting my lip when Cordelia came in.
"Where is Catalina?" She asked curiously and I glanced at her.
"Where have you been?" I asked realizing I have not seen her since before her studies.
"Oh…I was…I was in my room" she said quickly and I was too worried for Catalina to question her right now.
"Catalina got into a fight with Cecily and ran off, your father has gone to find her" her eyes widened in shock.
Thomas Boleyn, Prince of Spain, Duke of Wiltshire
"CATALINA!" I called out running through the gardens, it has been an hour now and no one has found her. I stopped and looked towards the trees, I closed my eyes and went held a candle walking into the trees quickly "Catalina?" I asked nervously walking deeper and deeper. Finally I saw her light blue skirts poking out from behind a tree, my throat swelled closed in fear the most horrible thoughts running through my mind. I took small steps over to the tree and rounded quickly to see her asleep tear stains against her pale cheeks "Catalina wake up!" I snapped and she jumped awake.
"Papa?" She yawned and I wrapped my arms around her waist, she was still half asleep and leaned into me as I walked her back to the gardens slowly.
"You all may go, I have found her" I told the servants and they nodded.
"Gracias a Dios! Mi niña! mi dulce niña, usted me ha preocupado mucho!" Katherine cried taking Catalina into my arms.
Thank God! My little girl! my sweet little girl you, you have worried me so much!
"Stop that at once!" I snapped after a few moments of allowing Katherine to look her daughter over, Katherine stepped away from her once she saw Catalina was perfectly fine. "How naive are you?" I snapped at my youngest biologically daughter, she flinched at my words taking a step closer to the safety of her mothers arms.
"I am sorry papa, I was going to come back but I got scared because I knew you would be mad at me!" She cried fully awake now, but that was not a good enough answer, she was too young and innocent to understand the trouble she put herself in.
"YOU THINK THAT IS A SUFFIANT ANSWER!" I roared at last my frustration at her finally reaching the end, the thought of someone hurting my little girl was too much to bear.
She started to cry and Katherine instinctively reached forward and held Catalina close to her, I grabbed her arms and pulled away from the comfort and held her in front of me. "You are not to leave your mothers sight at all during the day and you shall be put to bed at seven each night without complaint!" She nodded tears slipping down her pale cheeks her grayish blue eyes saddened and fearful.
"I am sorry papa" she whimpered and I hugged her tightly, "go see your mother" she hugged me back and kissed my cheek.
"Mama I am sorry" she whispered softly.
"Never do that again" Catalina nodded and sat in her mothers lap laying her head on her chest like she did when she was a child. "What did you and Cecily fight about?" She then asked her running her fingers through our daughters blonde hair plucking out a few leaves, I sat down next to them and she snuggled in between us.
"She called me stupid….do you think I am stupid papa?" She asked looking towards me.
"No, sweetheart I do not think you are stupid" I sighed and she looked up to Katherine.
"Are you ashamed of me mama? Because I am not smart like Isabella is? You always used to tell Bella that our grandmother would be proud of how smart she is, does that mean she would not like me?" I let out a breath looking to Katherine's heartbroken face.
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
"No….no she would not hate you" I whispered mournfully.
"But I am not smart like Bella! I am stupid! The only thing I am good at is French and Spanish! I am good at nothing else!" My little girl sobbed and I hugged her close to me.
"You are very smart mi amor, it does not matter to me that Isabella is smarter, I never wanted you to feel like that, I am sorry! Stop crying now, you are far better at embroidery then Isabella" she said nothing and I just rocked her in my arms till she fell asleep.
April 31st 1533
Cordelia Tudor
"Everything is ready for your birthday, we shall sneak away after you retire wait till you sister is asleep then sneak down to the barn with some clothes" Charles whispered to me through the door. It was nighttime and Catalina was already asleep, she spends all day with mama then goes to bed at seven, when she was little she would have loved it but she spends her days ins studies.
"Catalina knows Charles, I am sorry! I could not keep it from her, but she has not told a soul and shall not" I said quickly and he held my hand through the crack.
"If you say" he whispered.
"Charles…I am nervous" I whispered fearfully.
"Do not be, everything shall be fine Cordelia…..I love you" I smiled softly as he kissed my hand.
"I love you too" he left and I laid down in bed Annette and Michelle cuddling close to me and Catalina, Isabella and Lord Devonshire have arrived today and I was so glad to see them before I was to leave. Isabella's stomach was so much bigger now! I believe she was 6 months along now and I wished I could be here when the baby was born but I knew that most likely she would be so mad at me that she would not want anything to do with me.
I wished I could speak with Mary, I knew she would understand what I was doing. She loved me and always told me she wanted the best for me, "Cordy?" Michelle asked yawning loudly.
"I am sorry I woke you" I whispered kissing her forehead and she went back to sleep, I knew tomorrow everything would change, I would be married by the end of the day and Charles and I were the only ones who knew it.
May 2nd 1533
"Do not do this Cordelia" Catalina whispered sadly as I packed the last article of clothing in my carry on bag, Michelle and Annette were both asleep in bed fast asleep and we were both quiet enough not to wake them.
"Why not? You understood before!" I cried in a whispered of frustration.
"Yes but…you are going to hurt mama so much! Please do not leave like this, ask your father to marry Charles! I am sure he will say yes!" Catalina grabbed my hand as I walked to the door.
"No he will not! Catalina he would never let me marry a man with no standing, why can you not see that? I love you, really I do! But if you stop me from doing this I swear to God I shall never speak to you again. And I shall personally see you to that ship headed for France as quickly as possible" tears filled my little sisters eyes, I licked my dry lips and kissed her cheek hugging her tightly "I shall be fine, I swear, Charles is bringing me to Charlton where we shall stay for a few days" she nodded and hugged me tightly.
"Please write me when you get there" she begged softly.
"I cannot, I am sorry I must go now, we shall be back within the week though" she nodded weakly and I kissed her goodbye.
"Cordelia? Is that you?" Charles asked through the darkness.
"Yeah, it is" he smiled and kissed me deeply.
"We need to hurry" I nodded and he helped me up onto the horse, I looked back as we rode away, I knew this would hurt my parents…but I loved Charles and could not marry anyone else. If they really loved me they would be happy, I know mama was going to be really hurt for a while, but I knew eventually she would accept it the only thing that would bother her was Charles's lack of financial status.
My father would be the problem, both of them to be exact.
My father the King would be angry that I disobeyed him and married another man without his permission and the fact Charles was a member of his household, I knew he would be in far more trouble then I. He was a servant who married the King's daughter without asking.
My papa would be positively livid! I fear he might hurt Charles when he got his hands on him. "Everything shall be fine Cordelia, just relax" Charles said as he raced as fast as we could away from the Palace, we only took one horse he said it would be faster this way and I did not disagree.
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