I made up the courtesy title Viscount of Lincoln for Tom
Katherine of Aragon (Boleyn)- 49 December 16th 1485
Prince Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Wiltshire-57 March 12th 1477
Isabella Boleyn- 17 September 7th 1517
Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke- 17 September 7th 1517
Cordelia Tudor-16 year May 2nd 1518
William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham- 15 June 13th 1519
Anthony Boleyn, Duke of Suffolk- 15 June 13th 1519
Rose Boleyn- 14 March 2 1520
Catalina Boleyn- 14 August 29th 1520
Annette Boleyn- 9, July 7th 1525
Michelle Boleyn- 5, October 29th 1528
William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire- 18 January 9th 1516
Peter Cavendish- July 23rd 1534
Sofia Cavendish- July 23rd 1534
George Boleyn, Duke of Rochford- 21 April 17th 1513
Renee Boleyn, Duchess of Rochford- 17, December 23rd 1516
Jane Boleyn- 4 March 28th 1530
Princess Charlotte of France-1 February 6th 1533
Prince Henri of France- December 16th 1533
King Henri of France- 21 July 10th 1513
Princess Cecily Tudor- 13 July 25th 1521
Princess Margaret Tudor- 11 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-43 June 28th 1491
Queen Kathryn Parr- 42 August 30th 1492
Elizabeth Bryan- 15 year January 10th 1519
Lady Amelia Sutton, 12, May 18th 1522
Lady Mary Howard, 15, April 24th 1519
Charles Clancey, 17, February 6th 1517
Prince Phillip of Spain- 22 May 2 1512
Princess Elizabeth of Spain- 17 September 7th 1517
Princess Joan of Austria- 15 June 24 1519
Alexander Stewart-Duke of Ross- 20 April 30th 1514
Charles de Bourn, Duke of Beaucourt- 14 July 21 1520
Henry Stanley- Earl of Derby- 18 September 1st 1516
September 7th 1533
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
Today was Isabella, Tom and Elizabeth's 17th birthday, that feeling of dread did not leave me and I could not think of anything else, I knew something was wrong and I all but begged Cordelia not to go. She was firm with her decision though and would leave October 3rd. "Happy birthday" I told Isabella and Tom, they were getting so much older now!
"Do not be sad mama, tis only our birthday" Tom laughed kissing my cheek.
Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke
Mama hated seeing us get older and with Cordelia leaving next month for Spain it did not make it any better "Tom I need to speak with you" papa said in a stern diplomatic voice. I nodded and followed him to his office noticing the seriousness in her voice.
"What is it papa?" I asked as he walked over to his desk looking down.
"My lawyer advised me to make another draft for my will and I have" I stood straighter, though I got mad at papa sometimes I did not like him speaking of his death. "In January you shall be married and I know you have matured greatly, when I die your sisters if still not married will be in your care and I expect you to take care of them" I nodded in understanding knowing this was a very serious conversation. "As you know I have not betrothed Annette or Michelle that is for you to arrange" it was a lot of reasonability but I was ready for it.
"I will make sure they are both in comfortable homes" I knew it took a lot of stress from him knowing I was going to take care of them.
"If I die before your mother I ask that she lives with you and your sisters, do not let her live at Hever alone you shall be the head of the family here and it is your responsibility to take care of your mother" he did not need to tell me that.
"I would not let her live on her own papa, though I know Isabella would like very much for her to visit" he took a deep breath and pushed the document around his desk.
"As for the Dukedom of Wiltshire it goes to the eldest boy, George has already told me he intends to live out his life in France so it would be useless if he were to get the title, it will be given to you to do as you please" pride swelled in my chest. I was to inherit the title my father had, though I wished him to keep it as long as possible.
"I will take the title as my own, the Dukedom of Pembroke has little meaning to me" he nodded with a faint smile.
"You would downgrade from the Duke of Pembroke to the Viscount Lincoln?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes I would, I am sure I can work something out with the King so I can keep Wilton" I said with a smile and he laughed clapping his hand against my back.
"I will send a messenger to the King and see if we can arrange a meeting" I nodded and he hesitated for a moment "do not tell your mother we talked of this, it bothers her to think of my death" I nodded in understanding and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you papa" he nodded and I left back to his rooms where Catalina, Rose, Annette and Michelle were presenting a small cake for us they made themselves.
"It is chocolate!" Michelle announced happily.
"Thank you all, it looks to be very good" I told them and Bella agreed quickly.
"Have some!" Rose begged, I nodded and mama served a piece to everyone including papa who walked in.
"It is vanilla!" Annette added as I took my first bite, surprisingly it was good.
"Lord Wiltshire, the King shall see you now" he nodded and I followed him to the King's chambers.
"Lord Wiltshire, Tom you wished to see me?" He asked holding Princess Margaret in his arms, she was 11 years old now and looks as small as a 9 year old.
"Yes it is about my son" papa turned to me.
"Your Majesty I wish to inherit my fathers title when the time comes and have decided to give up the title of Duke of Pembroke" he looked at me shocked.
"Why would you do that?" Princess Margaret asked.
"Margaret the grown ups are talking" the King scolded lightly, "if that is what you want I shall see it done" he said with a nod of the head.
"I was hoping I could keep Wilton House?" I begged and he laughed kissing Margaret's head.
"As a birthday gift then, now go back to your family" I could not help but smile.
"Thank you Your Majesty, Your Highness" she waved goodbye to me as we left.
"So now you are the Viscount of Lincoln" papa said with a glance over at me.
"Not yet, the King must sign the papers till then I am still the Duke of Pembroke" I laughed and he smirked shaking his head, "when do you think we should tell mama?" I asked curiously after a few quiet moments.
"When it is finalized" I nodded in agreement.
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
"Your Grace" a maid said in a small voice and I looked up at her my heart clenching tightly to see the look of fear and shock in her eyes.
"What?" I demanded.
"A letter from France" I quickly walked to the door and pulled the letter from her hands ripping it open.
Your Highness, Princess Katherine of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
It is in my deepest regret to inform you that your daughter Queen Marie of France has died from a severe cold late June. She was a 2 months pregnant when she passed, she died June 31st in her sleep. From what I hear when she was younger she had gotten the sweating sickness and it weakened her immune system.
I want you to know that it broke my heart to see her leave and I promise with all I have to love the two beautiful children she has given me. I know you loved your daughter very much and promise to send you reports on Charlotte and Henri's development. Enclosed I have a letter she was going to have sent to you, I hope it brings some sort of comfort.
I wish for your husband to know that I have every intention to go forward with the betrothment of my brother to the Lady Catalina.
Sincerely,
King Henri of France
I wanted to throw up. I wanted this to be a dream. "Mama?" Isabella asked softly as my body trembled. "Rose get papa" she whispered but I still could not respond, finally after a few minutes I lifted my skirts above my knees and left the room in a hurry and went to Henry's room.
"Henry!" I demanded throwing his door open "did you….do you…" I knew from the look in his eyes he had received the letter as well. "She cannot be…my Mary cannot be!" He walked forward and hugged me tightly.
"I have decided to keep Cordelia in England" I knew he was trying to console me now but nothing could make me feel better now. I screamed into his shoulder, my daughter was dead.
Thomas Boleyn, Prince of Spain, Duke of Wiltshire
I let Katherine spend time with the King, I knew they would not do anything. It was their daughter who died and they needed to talk together right now, I had all the children brought into the parlor. "What is wrong with mama?" Annette asked in a nervous voice, I knew this would break Cordelia's heart.
"Your mother received a letter from King Henri today, on June 31st Mary died in her sleep after getting a horrible sickness, she was 2 months pregnant at the time" the room was silent for a few minutes.
"Mary is dead?" Cordelia said with wide eyes "I do not believe you.…you are lying to keep me in England!" She cried and Charles wrapped his arms around her comfortingly.
"The King has ordered you stay in England, the court has been put into a year of mourning so you shall all be changed into black gowns" Michelle seemed confused, she was only 5 after all.
"Black is sad" Michelle whimpered and I lifted her up.
"I know, but we must mourn Mary's death now please do not give anyone a hard time about it mama is going to be very, very sad" she nodded burying her face in my shoulders. The girls were all crying and the boys looked very troubled, like they were trying to hide it for the sake of the girls.
"Papa" Rose sobbed jumping up and wrapping her arms around me sobbing into my chest.
"Please do not make me go to France!" Catalina begged hugging me tightly and before I knew it all my daughters seemed to be clinging off me.
"Do not think of that right now Catalina" I whispered softly, I could not even speak about her leaving to France right now. I knew King Henri said there was still a betrothalment but that was said directly after Mary died, I did not really know what was going to happen.
September 11th 1533
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
I did not leave my chambers since I found out about Mary's death, after I finished talking with Henry I went to my chambers and secluded myself. I had the maids cover all the windows so it was dark in the room at all times "Ma Cherie you need to get out of bed now, it has been 4 days now" Thomas said softly petting my hair as I had my face buried in the pillow.
"Get away from me Thomas" I snapped as another bout of tears shook my body.
"The children miss you, the girls are being torn apart by this, Katherine I know it hurts you but it is hurting them as well and they need you right now" I sobbed harder his words not helping a bit.
"Why should it matter? Cordelia is determined to leave for Spain and you are sending Catalina away! Why should I leave this room when they shall leave me soon as well!" I cried pushing him from me.
"Because it is not just Cordelia and Catalina that need comforting. Do you remember your other children? Rose, Annette and Michelle? What about your sons Katherine?" He growled in anger and I turned on my stomach so he could not see my face.
"It hurts so much" I sobbed and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my shoulder.
"I know it hurts love, it hurts me as well" I turned over and buried my face in his chest.
"I knew I should not have allowed her to go to France! They promised to protect her! They promised nothing would happen to my little girl and now she is…she is dead!" he kissed my forehead.
"Mary's death was no ones fault Katherine, and from her marriage with King Henri she has given you two grandchildren one that shall be the future King of France" he wiped the tears from my eyes. "You also have children here in England and grandchildren as well, get dressed and come see them they miss you very much" I nodded reluctantly and was dressed in a black gown.
"Mama!" Michelle cried upon seeing me and ran into my arms, I lifted her into my arms and she hugged around my neck tightly.
"Hush mi amor" I said softly as she kissed my cheek.
"Are you going to hide again?" Rose asked nervously and I shook my head.
"I will not I am sorry I did not come out for a few days" Rose hugged around my waist along with Annette, Catalina stood in back next to Cordelia and Isabella.
"Are you alright now mama?" Isabella asked walking forward slowly.
"I am not well, but I shall survive" she kissed my cheek and hugged me.
"I still want to go to Spain, I want to get away from all this" Cordelia announced and I placed Michelle down my heart squeezing.
"I cannot do this" I whimpered quickly walking back to my chambers but Thomas caught me by my shoulders.
"Do not run away love" he whispered and I shook my head leaning into him in tears.
"Mama please stay" Anthony begged following me.
"Just let me go Thomas please" I sobbed and he held me closely.
"Cordelia was the necessary?" Thomas snapped in annoyance holding me tightly so I could not run away.
"Please do not go mama" William added quietly, my knees felt weak and I collapsed in Thomas's arms and he quickly sat me down with me in his lap.
"Thomas please, please just let me go back to the bedchamber" I begged, I did not want my children to see my like this.
"Alright love, come on" he stood up and held around my waist letting me go back into the bedchamber.
Isabella Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire
Papa brought mama back to their bedchamber and Annette and Rose whimpered softly while Michelle started to cry and ran back to me hugging around my legs. "I want mama to stay!" She sobbed looking up to me, this was hard to describe to her she did not understand death yet and even if she did she never really got to know Mary like we all did, her and Annette.
"I know but she is really sad right now, you know what? How about you all go back to your chambers and make something for mama that will make her happy?" She nodded and Lady Middleton brought them back to their bedchamber and I glared over at Cordelia. "How could you say that? You know she is hurting right now and only wants all her children close to her" I said with sizzling attitude.
"Isabella a fight is not what any of us need right now" Lord Devonshire said taking my hand and pulling me back. "Your mother is upset and what Cordelia did has only made it worse" he told me glancing towards my sister.
"I do not see why you are all always blaming everything on me" she snapped towards us and I glared at her.
"We are not blaming everything on you! But you did not need to tell her that you want to leave!" Mr. Clancey pulled her away a little.
"Cordelia what you did was wrong" she glared at him.
"So you are siding with them?" She demanded.
"No, but even I am not coldhearted enough to tell my mother who just lost a child that I want to leave" she stormed out of the room and he took a deep breath.
"We shall not be going anywhere for a while I am sorry for the way she has acted, Cordelia is not taking Queen Mary's death well" I nodded and he left to follow her.
"Lady Devonshire? Lady Sofia and the Marquess of Hartington need to be fed" I hated courtesy titles they annoyed the living hell out of me.
"His name is Peter and she is Sofia! You do not need to tell me their titles" I snapped rubbing my head.
"The nursemaid shall take them, I let you feed them at night Isabella that is it" I took a deep breath and left to see what my sisters were doing.
"Bella! We wrote mama a letter" Rose said handing the parchment to me and I smiled reading it over.
"I think she will like it very much, let us go give it to her" they nodded eagerly and the boys seemed hesitant.
"She is in their bedchamber, should we not wait till papa says it is alright?" Tom asked nervously and I knew he was right.
"Lady Middleton, can you go tell my father that we have something we would like to give our mother?" She nodded and left the room quietly.
"I no like when mama is sad" Michelle said softly and I lifted her up holding her on my hip.
"I know that, I hate seeing mama sad as well" I whispered and she hugged around my neck.
"I wish Mary did not have to die, I wish we could have stayed in France with her maybe then we could have helped her get better" Rose whimpered tears shinning in her blue eyes.
"Rose…there is nothing we could have done to save her you need to remember that, the most that could have happened is we would get sick as well trying to help her, I know for a fact Mary would want us to be happy" she nodded brushing tears away.
"That does not mean we have to be happy about her dying" William hissed bitterly.
"I never said we should" I snapped in annoyance at his tone with me, after all I was only trying to help.
"This is no time for a fight" Tom said over our voices, he had a demanding presence that made you pay attention to him just like papa. "This family is going through a difficult time right now and we should not be fighting amongst ourselves, we should be spending more time together helping each other grieve" I shifted Michelle in my arms and she wiggled down and ran to Tom and he lifted her up.
"Are you going to get married like Bella?" She asked out of nowhere and he nodded a bit taken back.
"Yes, in February to the Lady Elizabeth Bryan she is visiting court next week so you shall all get to meet her" Michelle seemed to have something else on her mind.
"I heard you and papa talking about me, Catty, Rosy, Annie living with you" I looked at him in shock what the hell have him and papa been talking about.
"Yes me and papa have decided that but it is not right now" he placed her back down as Lady Middleton came back in.
"Their Graces shall see you now" we let the younger ones go and I stopped Tom.
"What have you and papa decided?" I demanded, they were my sister as well and I had the right to know what was going on!
"Papa was rewriting his will" I stepped back a little, I hated hearing my parents talking of their death.
"And?" I asked.
"In a few days time I shall be Viscount Lincoln and when he dies I shall inherit the title Duke of Wiltshire, mama and the girls shall come live with me and Lady Elizabeth and I am Catalina, Annette, Rose and Michelle's guardian" how could they decide this without talking to us?
"I could take care of them as well? Why was I not thought of?" I demanded and he ran his fingers through his brown hair.
"Because you are a woman Isabella, you have children of your own and I shall be made head of the family when he dies" confusion took over as I looked at him.
"What of George? Has he just forgotten about him?" I hissed in anger and jealously.
"George is to live in France and has no intention of coming back to live in England" he answered "Isabella I do not understand your jealousy I have no intention to keep them from you they shall visit often" I turned my back and went for the door.
"Just because I am a woman does not mean that I should be disregarded!" I snapped in anger.
Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Pembroke
I did not understand Isabella's jealousy! "Your Grace, His Majesty wishes to see you" I nodded and left for the King's study.
"Here is the document that will take your Dukedom away and instead leave you with the title Viscount of Lincoln all you need to is sign" he said placing the quill in my hand and I nodded writing my name quickly. "How is your mother?" He asked after Lord Essex took the paper away from the room.
"She came out of her bedchamber for a little bit today but went back in when Cordelia told her she still wanted to go to Spain" he shook his head letting out a breath of annoyance.
"She is dealing with this in her own way" I knew he was right but her way of dealing did not have to hurt others. "Mr. Clancey has already assured me he does not plan on leaving England and I have forbidden her to leave till mourning is over" I took a deep breath.
"What if she tries to leave without permission?" I asked curiously and he only shook his head, he obviously had thought about it as well.
"Mr. Clancey has assured me that will not happen, you are dismissed Viscount Lincoln" I smiled softly at my new title and left to my parents chambers where I knew my siblings would be waiting.
"Mama look, Tom is here!" Catalina told mama as I walked into the room, she was facing towards the window under the covers. It felt a bit awkward for me since she was in her chemise, after all she was my mother.
"Where have you been?" She asked softly turning her head a little to look at me and I instantly felt bad, her eyes were puffy red with tear stains.
"The King asked to see me I came as fast as I could" she nodded and held Catalina's hand.
"What did he wish to see you about?" I knew she was scared that Cordelia would try to leave.
"Nothing important, he wants me to assure you though that Cordelia will not be leaving England till the…till mourning is over. He believes she is acting like this because it is the only way she knows how to grieve" Michelle snuggled into mama's chest as William and Anthony stood near papa whispering quietly back and forth.
"So her way of grieving it hurting mama?" Catalina sneered in anger and papa sent her a look which immediately stopped a further comment.
"It is alright Catalina" mama told her softly and Annette pushed some of mama's dark hair from her face. "I am tired, go back to your rooms and play" they all kissed her goodbye and left back reluctantly, all but me.
"What is it Tom?" She asked as I came over and sat down next to her on the bed.
"The reason I have spoken with the King today was in regards to my title" she looked at me in confusion and I continued on, "papa and I were talking earlier about it and I have decided to forfeit my title as Duke of Pembroke and take the title Viscount of Lincoln and inherit the title of Duke of Wiltshire when the time comes" she looked up in surprise.
"Really?" She asked "is this what you truly nodded?" She asked me in concern sitting up in bed a little bit.
"Yes, I promise it is" she smiled and leaned up kissing my forehead and giving me a hug.
"I love you very much Tom, I really am tired I shall see you later for supper" I nodded happy to know she would at least get out of bed for supper.
"Promise you will be there" I asked and she nodded with a small smile, the first in days.
Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duchess of Wiltshire
I could not help but feel pride that my son would become the future Duke of Wiltshire, I had always believed George would be and though I loved George like he where my own son I bore Tom myself. "Is George okay with this?" I asked softly once Tom had left the room.
"He told me he planned on living in France, the head of this house should stay in England and help take care of the family, George is the Duke of Rochford so it is not that big of a deal to begin with" he sighed taking a seat near the bed. Silence followed for a few moments before he took a deep breath "I love Mary as well Katherine and it hurts me as well that she is gone, but life is still going and you need to go as well" I bit my lip tears forming again.
"She was my eldest daughter…after I lost my children by Henry and was thought barren I always comforted myself that I had Mary" he leaned down and kissed me.
"When Anne died it hurt me as well, I was comforted by our children and you, now let us be there for you Katherine do not hide away in your chambers it hurts them" he spoke softly as if trying not to scare me.
"I really am tired, can I please rest for a bit? I promise to come out for supper" he nodded and kissed me before leaving. I lay back in the bed as the maids pulled the curtains blocking out the sun from my view, once the light was dulled to blackness I took a deep breath pain washing through my body. "I miss you so much my sweet girl" I whimpered in pain tearing beginning to stain the pillow.
Once supper came I forced myself up from the bed and got dressed in a black gown my hair tied up in a modest bun with no jewels a black veils was woven into my hair and went down my back and it took a moment before I could force myself to go outside. "Love" Thomas said pulling my seat back for me, I gave a small smile and took my seat.
"No more running away mama" Michelle ordered in a small voice and I smiled to her.
"No more love" she smiled and swung her legs under her chair.
Cordelia arrived and sat down next to Isabella her husband next to her, they seemed to have been fighting and I kept my eyes down on the plate "mama I believe I have mastered that stitch you showed me last week! After supper can you look at it for me?" Rose asked breaking the tension and I quickly looked up to her.
"Yes I can and I can also show you a new one" she squealed in excitement clapping her hands in excitement.
"Rose!" Thomas snapped, he hated it when the girls did that.
"Sorry papa!" She giggled with a large smile.
"I can show you how to embroider purses, I believe Catalina wished to learn as well" they both nodded happy to spend sometime with me.
"Mama when can I start learning more?" Michelle begged earnestly, she only knows the simplest stitch.
"I shall show you a new one, you too Annette" she smiled happy to be included "Isabella can you help me with them?" She nodded with a smile.
"If you do not mind Sofia and Peter are with us" she said with a laugh.
"Tomorrow can you help me with my Latin?" William asked eagerly wanting to be included in all this.
"I shall, right now all of you need to eat" Anthony was quiet for a while before looking up.
"Is everything going to be alright now?" He asked hesitantly, "I mean are we going to be alright?" He corrected looking around the table at the family.
"We shall be fine Anthony" Thomas said taking my hand and kissing it.
"Then why is Cordelia acting like she hates us?" He asked again and she snapped her head up glaring at him.
"There will be no arguing tonight!" Thomas growled quickly and I leaned back in my chair and he lay his hand on my leg comfortingly.
"I am sorry" Anthony said quietly.
"I do not hate everyone" Cordelia whispered softly but loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Do you wish to help me teach your sisters tonight?" I asked her softly wanting her to feel involved in this family.
"I just wish to go to sleep after supper" she stated without emotion staring down at her plate and I flinched my throat squeezing shut as I tried to keep the tears back.
"Mama today I taught Triste to beg!" Annette announced trying to make me smile. "Do you want to see?" She asked and I could not speak for a few minutes before nodding.
"Yes, I would" we ate in silence after that and once we were finished Thomas and they boys went into Court with Lord Devonshire.
"Hurry mama! It is going to be bedtime soon!" Michelle cried loudly as I had the servants bring out my basket full of silk and lace.
"It will be alright love, I decide when bedtime is" she smiled and glanced towards the bassinet where Sofia and Peter made soft gurgling sounds.
"But papa will get mad if we are up to late" Rose sighed and I kissed her forehead causing her to smile.
"I am sure papa will not be to mad since you are wit h me"
Cordelia Clancey
"Your mother was trying to be nice" Charles said as I got ready for bed.
"I am tired" I said quietly.
"I do not understand! You have changed Cordelia!" I stood up and turned to look at him.
"I have not changed" I snapped in anger.
"Yes you have! I loved you and you have turned into nothing but a stuck up snotty spoiled brat!" He growled and I jumped at the anger in his voice.
"You are the one that changed! You thought my father would give you a title after a few weeks of our marriage!" I cried and he hit the pitcher of water from the desk and to the floor breaking it.
"IT WAS NEVER ABOUT THE TITLE CORDELIA! I LOVED YOU!" His words surprised me and I whimpered softly.
"Loved me? Does that mean you do not like me anymore?" I whimpered softly in fear.
"I do not know anymore" he left the room and I felt tears pour down my face, I could not go to mama, I have already hurt her tonight and could not burden her with this. I quickly got dressed myself and went to my fathers office.
"Lady Cordelia" Lord Essex said upon seeing me outside his office.
"I need to speak with my father" I told him and he only looked at me coldly.
"The King is busy right now, come back tomorrow" I shoved him away from the door angrily and pushed inside.
"Cordelia what is it?" He asked in surprise as I ran in.
"I am sorry Your Majesty I tried telling her you were busy" Lord Essex said casting a glare at me.
"It is alright, leave" he ordered as I hugged around his neck tightly, "what is it?" He asked after the room was cleared.
"He does not love me anymore" I sobbed and he hugged me kissing the side of my head, "he said I have changed and I am a spoiled snotty brat!" I cried and he rubbed my back soothingly.
"What is it you want me to do Cordelia?" He asked hugging me tightly.
"I do love him papa!" I sobbed and he pulled my face back looking into my eyes.
"Then what? It takes more then love to make a marriage sweetheart you were born into a life of privilege and given the best of everything, you may love him but you still expect all that" I looked down to the stone floor tears slipping down my cheeks.
"Everyone thinks differently of me now and they all hate Charles, it is all so stressful" he pushed my hair behind my ear.
"No they do not hate anyone love it is just a hard time for everyone, you shocked everyone with what you did" he explained petting my hair affectionately.
"I did not want to hurt anyone papa, I loved him though and did not want to marry Lord Oxford when I did not love him at all, but now everything is falling apart!" Papa let out a deep breath and held my face in his hands.
"I am sorry for taking away your allowance and Nunnington Hall, I was just upset at what you did" he wiped my tears away. "You shall get them all back as soon as tomorrow I will personally see to it love" I hugged around his neck tightly.
"Thank you papa! I love you so much!" He squeezed me tightly a small smile on his face.
"You have to say sorry to your mother, Cordelia she loves you very much and you have hurt her" I knew he was right but I could not help but feel angry at everyone.
"I never waned to hurt her papa….I just….I just" I could not finish it hurt too much but he understood immediately.
"I miss Mary as well and it hurts me that she is gone but life is moving on now and we have other family to worry about" I lay my head on his shoulder biting my thumb nail.
"She was my sister…I know I have other sisters but we have the same mama and papa, we were true sisters not half sisters" I tried my best to explain it without being heartless to Isabella, Rose, Catalina, Annette, Michelle, Elizabeth and Margaret.
"Mary would not want you to be sad like this and she certainly would not want you to take your anger and frustration out on your mother, you need to go to her and say you are sorry" I wiped the tears leaking from the corners of my eyes away and nodded.
"I will, I never meant to hurt her I just wanted to visit Spain for a while, I need to get away from England not because I hate anyone just so Charles and I can be alone and free of stress" he nodded and let out a breath.
"You may go in January just do not mention anything about it to your mother or any of your siblings" I nodded in excitement and hugged around his neck.
"Thank you papa!"
Isabella Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire
"Alright, tell me what is bothering you?" Lord Devonshire asked that night as I sat in front of my mirror brushing sections of my hair vigorously. He was holding Sofia in his arms trying to rock her back to sleep, I have finished feeding them already Peter had gone to sleep immediately but Sofia seemed to want to stay up.
"My father is leaving everything to Tom! Do you know he was made Viscount of Lincoln and gave up his Dukedom so he could inherit the Wiltshire title? He will get Hever, Blinking and Dover and then upon all that he will be the one to take in the girls and my mother" I snapped angrily, why did they keep that a secret? Did they not trust me?
"So? Tom will be the head of the family and with that comes all those things, I am sure he will let them visit and will value your opinion on their marriages, though you have your own family to worry about now so stop thinking about it" I nodded and lay my brush down taking Sofia from him.
"What is it love?" I asked softly and she smiled wiggling upon seeing me.
"Give her to the nurse" Lord Devonshire said after a few moments and I reluctantly handed my daughter over and she was taken into the next room. I blew out the candles and got into bed, he pulled me over against him and kissed me deeply. His hands went below the blankets and pulled my chemise up throwing it to the floor as he moved to lay over me. I let out a soft gasp as he kissed my collarbone spreading my legs apart.
He removed his linen shorts and tossed them again leaning down to kiss me again I bit my lip as he pushed inside me, I moaned loudly as he began pushing his hips into mine. He started to go faster and I panted digging my nails into his back "stop" he growled pulling my arms away from his back and pinning them down to the bed.
"My Lord?" A servant said nervously through the door and he ground his teeth angrily pulling away.
"WHAT!" He roared angrily and I could hear the faint cry of a child and could tell it was Sofia.
"Lady Sofia will not sleep and she keeps crying" I pulled my robe on quickly and he grumbled angrily in bed. Her tears went into a soft whimper once in my arms and I smiled kissing her forehead.
"What is wrong love?" I sighed rocking her back and forth in my arms.
"Is she fine?" Lord Devonshire demanded a trace of anger in his family.
"Yes she is just a little upset" I brought her over to the bed and lay her down next to her father "bring me Peter" I told the servant and she nodded and he was quickly brought in and laid down next to me. "Hello sweetheart" I said softly as both the twins were up.
"Isabella you know I do not want them to get in the habit of sleeping in our bed" he said in annoyance and I smiled petting my sons cheek.
"Tell your daughter that" it was usually Sofia who stayed up crying and would end up in our bed and I could not leave Peter alone in her rooms.
"Sofia Cavendish you are going to be a little troublemaker like your mother" he told her and she giggled kicking her legs up.
"There is nothing wrong with that" I said defensively and Peter let out a loud gurgle not wanting to be forgotten "and what about Peter?" I asked kissing my sons tiny chest.
"He is going to be like his father of course" he lifted Peter up and held him in the air causing him to laugh.
"And what is worse Sofia being like me or Peter being like you?" I laughed and he smirked placing Peter down tickling me, I shrieked in giggles causing the little ones to laugh. "Stop it!" He did so and I glanced down at the twins "now they are all wound up" I said pushing his shoulder lightly.
"I am sure they shall go to sleep soon" we laid back down against the pillows with Sofia and Peter in-between us.
So I've had a very bad week and took it out on my characters. Please review it would make it so much better!
