Katherine of Aragon (Boleyn)- 50 December 16th 1485

Prince Thomas Boleyn, Duke of Wiltshire-58 March 12th 1477

Thomas Boleyn, Viscount Lincoln- 17 September 7th 1517

Cordelia Tudor-17 year May 2nd 1518

William Boleyn, Duke of Buckingham- 15 June 13th 1519

Anthony Boleyn, Duke of Suffolk- 15 June 13th 1519

Rose Boleyn- 15 March 2 1520

Catalina Boleyn- 14 August 29th 1520

Annette Boleyn- 9, July 7th 1525

Michelle Boleyn- 6, October 29th 1528

Isabella Cavendish (Boleyn), Duchess of Devonshire- 17 September 7th 1517

William Cavendish, Duke of Devonshire- 19 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- 18, December 23rd 1516

Jane Boleyn- 5 March 28th 1530

Princess Charlotte of France-2 February 6th 1533

Prince Henri of France- 1 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- 16 February 14th 1519

Prince James Tudor of York- 12 years October 1st 1522

King Henry VIII-43 June 28th 1491

Queen Kathryn Parr- 42 August 30th 1492

Elizabeth Bryan- 16 year January 10th 1519

Charles Clancey, 18, February 12th 1517

Prince Phillip of Spain- 23 May 2 1512

Princess Elizabeth of Spain- 17 September 7th 1517

Gregory Cromwell Earl of Oxford- 20 October 19th 1514

Princess Joan of Spain- 15 June 24 1519

Alexander Stewart-Duke of Ross- 20 April 30th 1514

Henry Stanley- Earl of Derby- 18 September 1st 1516


May 2nd, 1535

Catalina Cromwell, Countess of Oxford

He has been nice to me but still I cannot trust him. He was a man and every man wanted something from a woman he was just bidding his time trying to get me to trust him before attacking me. The nursery was coming along beautifully now and it was going to be perfect. The midwife had looked at me today and said everything was going very good with my pregnancy but advised me that since my body was so small and I was still growing as I was pregnant it was best I no longer wore a corset. Now I spent my time in my chambers, I felt far too exposed to leave and have everyone see me.

"Tis a very beautiful day out why do we not have lunch in the gardens?" Lord Oxford asked me kindly but I only held the shawl around me tighter.

"I do not wish to go outside!" I snapped burying my face in a pillow.

"You need to get fresh air Catalina it will be good for the baby" he tried to urge but I shook my head.

"Than open a window! I am not leaving this room and you cannot make me!" I cried to him.

"Than I shall ask your midwife what is best for the child!" He left angrily and I made a small noise pulling the shawl tighter.

"Lady Oxford" Mrs Foster asked, he was old and had helped mama birth me and Isabella Peter and Sofia.

"I do not wish to go outside" I whispered and she took a seat next to me.

"It will do the child very good if you did reconsider going outside for only a little bit" I shook my head my knuckles turning white as I held the shawl. "Lord Oxford shall be with you, no one will hurt you" I looked away from her quickly. "I know you feel vulnerable right now because you are not wearing a corset but it will be alright, your mother would be upset if she saw the way you are acting right now" that got my attention.

"I do not want anyone to look at me" I whimpered and she pet the top of my head.

"If I ask Lord Oxford to clear the garden of people will you go?" I nodded and she kissed the top of my head walking out of the room. She left and I sat up pushing tears away, it only took a moment for her to return "he is having lunch set out now and the gardens cleared so you have nothing to worry about" I stood up but did not let go of the shawl.

"Are you ready?" He asked walking into the room after 5 minutes and I nodded holding the shawl against me as we went outside. "Tis a beautiful day out, do you not agree?" He asked as we took our seats in the shaded area.

"It is nice" I whispered finding lunch already already set outside for us.

"Catalina please, I am trying everything in my power to earn your trust and show you that I am not going to hurt you I do not see why you still do not trust me" I kept my eyes on my plate about to speak when I was cut off.

"Gregory! I have been looking everywhere for you" his father Lord Essex said and I jumped up holding the shawl tightly feeling cornered and fearful. I ran back to the bedchamber and locked myself in "Lady Oxford are you well?" A maid asked and I threw myself on the bed.

"I want to be alone!" I cried and she quickly curtsied and left.

Gregory Cromwell, Earl of Oxford

"What is her problem?" My father asked speaking of Catalina as she ran back most likely to our chambers.

"You have scared her" I said in annoyance, I was making progress and he has just ruined it!

"Timid little creature" he sighed glancing back at the entrance to Wolf Hall.

"She is just scared father after all she has been through something very traumatic" I snapped and the servants quickly cleaned up the table.

"She acts as if she were a small child" he said and I glared at him.

"Father leave her be" he laughed and followed me back to the library.

"Son, what do you plan on doing with her child?" He questioned and I knew it must have been bothering him for a while enough to take the journey to Wolf Hall just to ask me.

"I am not sure as of yet. She wants to keep it and I am honoring her wishes" I looked through the stack of new books I have just bought glancing towards him.

"So after she has it you plan on letting it stay here? You plan on raising her bastard?" He growled and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"It shall earn the King's favor. I hear he often asks of Catalina and if he knew I were doing everything in my power to make her happy even accepting her child it might gain me much good favor it court and maybe a higher title than just an Earl" my father shook his head.

"You will receive no title son. The best thing you can do is after she has it send the babe to some church in the North or have her parents take it. If they agree she might still be able to see it" I hated it when my father tried treating me as if I were a young boy and tell me what to do.

"Father I am perfectly capable in deciding what is best. Right now I am trying to earn her trust to which you are not helping! I am allowing her to keep the child because I know she is but 14 and has been traumatized by what happened, in her mind this child is probably the only good thing that came out of this all. Tis her hope that...maybe the pain she went through was worth something. And I am not about to take that from her" he glared at me obviously upset with my decision.

"So you plan on raising it? Let it take my name!" He almost hollered and I took a deep patient breath.

"I have not thought that far into the future yet" I admitted rubbing my head.

"Well you best! Whether or not you are willing to accept it that girl is to birth a bastard in 6 months time!" I swallowed hard trying my best to be patient and not yell at him.

"I know that. But we are not sure if she is having a boy or a girl, the best thing for this whole situation right now is that she has a girl and when she is old enough we can have her put in a church...I am not totally sure of what I am going to do if she has a son but it is my choice! Not yours" I ended the conversation and he left to the chambers he would be staying in. I sighed looking away from the books once he was gone and decided it would be best if I went and spoke to Catalina. I had to agree with my father when he says she acts as if she were a small child because in reality she was. She was only 14 and was not ready for all the responsibility she had to take on. I was trying my best to help her as much as I could but when it came to this child I do not believe she fully understood the extent of the responsibility it took to raise a child. I knew I had to start looking at governance's soon but I was not sure of whom to pick, I mentally made a note to write Lord Wiltshire and see if he has any idea's in mind that Catalina would be comfortable with.

When I walked into our chambers it was deserted of servants of any kind. Catalina lay on the bed no sound coming from her and I quickly found her to be asleep I looked at her for a few moments and noticed that her breasts have been increasing in size as of late and her figure was becoming was more curvy with the life growing inside her. I shook my head seeing the tear stains on the blankets and shifted her body under the covers without waking her. I than walked out into the parlor and poured myself a glass of wine. I sat back in my chair taking a deep breath before gulping down half the wine in my glass. I knew if she had a daughter it would be easy. All the choices were simple. But if she had a boy it would complicate things, what his last name would be...titles...how he would be raised.

A little time passed before I heard her awake from in the bedchamber and I placed the goblet down before standing up and walking into the room. "Do you feel well?" I asked and she jumped when she heard my voice she nodded not meeting my eyes.

"Your father does not like me" she said quietly.

"My father rarely likes anyone do not take it to offense" I tried to lighten the mood but it seemed that nothing I could say would change her thoughts.

"He does not like me because of my baby" there was a long silence in which I could not find any words, "how long is he going to stay for?" She asked.

"I am not sure right now" I knew she did not trust me at all and I hoped this would change her mind. "If you wish it I plan to give the child my last name, but understand if it is a boy it will not get my title" her eyes went wide in shock and I knew I had to pray every night she would have a girl.

"Thank you" she whispered and I nodded my head.

"They have finished the windows today, would you like to see them?" She eagerly nodded and followed a step behind me to the nursery.

Katherine Boleyn, Princess of Spain, Duke of Wiltshire

It was decided that Princess Joan would leave for England in July and would most likely arrive here in August, Thomas and I could not be at Court to receive her but there wedding was in September and it was decided that we would attend. I could not wait till June when I was allowed to see my little girl again! I could not help but worry for her everyday she was gone. "Mama listen!" Rose snapped gaining my attention and I shook my head a little.

"I am sorry sweetheart" I sat a little straighter and grew worried at seeing her serious expression, "what is wrong?" I asked quickly standing.

"She is back...Lady Elizabeth I saw her arrive at Court moments ago" anger swelled in my veins. How dare she return here! Did she think to drop another one of her children off then run off again?

"Stay in your chambers with your sisters and brothers I will go speak with your father" she nodded and I bit my lip, "do not tell Annette or Michelle yet" I left for my husband and found him talking and laughing with a member of Court. "Thomas may I speak with you? Tis very important" I stressed and he nodded taking my hand as we walked away.

"What is it dear?" He asked.

"Lady Elizabeth is back at Court, Rose saw her arrive a few moments ago. I have not told Annette or Michelle" his face grew very serious and he nodded.

"Go back to our chambers and admit no visitors I shall find and speak with her" I did not move for a moment and found myself momentarily doubting him, what if he found her pleasing to the eyes? "Sweetheart, go" I lifted my skirts just a tiny bit and climbed the staircase back to our rooms and found them playing a silly game.

"Mama! Mama! I want to go outside!" Annette cried scrambling up from the ground and throwing her arms around me.

"Not today sweetheart papa said we need to stay inside" she sighed unhappily but sat back down with her siblings.

Thomas Boleyn, Prince of Spain, Duke of Wiltshire

"What are you doing here?" I snapped at Lady Elizabeth who looked up at me with surprised eyes.

"I have come to see how my daughters have grown" she said sounding as if it were a sweet an intention.

"You leave your daughters with us without warning then return to see how they have grown?" I hissed. This woman has long been the bane of my existence. And her showing up here at Court after Annette and Michelle have just forgotten her abandonment caused me nothing but pure rage and anger.

"I did what was best for them!" She defended and I could not stop myself from laughing.

"Yes you did! Now do what is even better for them and stay away!" She shook her head defiantly.

"I cannot do that! I just want to see them, only for a moment" I took a deep angry breath. "Rose is getting married next year, though Your Grace's raised her I gave birth to her and often wondered about her Annette and Michelle, I just wish to see them. Just to know that giving them up had been worth it" I could see she was being sincere.

"Let me speak with them first but if they say no you have to leave. I shall not force them to see you" she agreed and I went to my chambers quickly to find them all playing with the cat Lily. "Rose, Annette, Michelle?" They all quickly stood and came towards me "Lady Elizabeth, your birth mother, has returned and wishes to see you it is purely up to you if you wish to see her" there was utter silence and I could see Katherine fidgeting nervously in the background.

"Why would she come back?" Annette asked with an emotionless voice.

"I do not remember her that well" Michelle said clutching Katherine's skirts and looked up to her "you are my mama" she smiled down on the little girl and caressed her cheek.

"She says she wishes to see how you have grown...it will not upset your mother or I if you wish to see her" William and Anthony watched nervously from the background not really saying anything.

"I would like to see her" Rose said first and her sisters agreed next. I nodded and sent for Lady Elizabeth not even bothering to ask the boys to leave. This was their parlor as well and would not be forced to leave because of her. It took a few moments for her to arrive and Michelle whimpered reaching up at Katherine.

"Mama pick me up!" She insisted and Katherine lifted her up with a grunt.

"My...you three have grown" Lady Elizabeth said in amazement.

"Why are you here?" Annette demanded angrily and she looked down.

"I wanted to see how you were" she answered looking each girl in the face. All except Michelle who kept her face buried in Katherine's shoulder.

"I do not see why you care. It was obvious you had little care when you abandoned each of us" Rose snapped to which Katherine quickly scolded her.

"I did what was best even though you shall not see it that way. I was a single mother and could not provide for you like Their Grace's can" she almost pleaded with wide eyes.

Rose Boleyn

"That does not explain me" I announced and she looked from my sister Annette to me "you gave me up when papa promised to give you a free ride to France and a place to live" her eyes went wide and she opened and closed her mouth as she looked for the right thing to say.

"I was young and foolish, Rose when I got pregnant with you I was confused and did not know what to do. When Lord Wiltshire offered to take you I was excited not because I was glad to be rid of you but because he could provide better for you. After I gave you up I regreted it though! I wished to take you back but when he promised me a fresh start somewhere else...I had to take it". Her words were half lies and half truths even I knew that.

"Do not lie! You were happy to be rid of me and only wanted me back to smite mama and papa! Because you saw how happy they were with me whilst you were alone! Once he offered you a way out you took it probably thinking you could forget all about me in France" I cried passionately and papa rest his hand on my shoulder.

"I was wrong I know that" Lady Elizabeth whispered looking down, "and that is why I say I was young and foolish but I would not regret it because look who you are now" I swallowed hard and she looked to Annette. "I know you are bitter with me as well but believe me when I say I did what was best. I could not provide for you and Michelle like you needed, and when I saw how happy you were with them I could not take you away. I knew they would take you in and give you everything you deserved" she told Annette and Michelle reached over for papa who took her into his arms.

"I do not remember you much...only my mama" she whispered and I could see the pained expression in Lady Elizabeth's eyes.

"That is my fault. Even when I had you both I was always leaving you with maids and servants...I was never a good mother, I guess I was never born for it" she laughed a little at the end shaking her head. "I do not regret anything though, look how happy you are with your family I may not have made many good choices but I believe this was the smartest one yet" Annette grabbed mama's hand tight. "I um...I am told my doctors that I am going to die" Michelle looked up at papa with wide eyes and he hugged her tightly.

"Please do not speak such a way in front of them" mama said hugging Annette tightly as I leaned into her.

"I am sorry I just wished to tell you the truth. My past has come back to haunt me...I just wanted to see them one more time before returning to France" she said the ending mostly to mama and papa and they nodded.

May 5th, 1535

Lady Elizabeth left and I did not know what to think or feel. "Rose" mama said gaining my attention "mi amor will you speak with me?" She sat down next to me and I leaned against her resting my head on her shoulder.

"I do not know how to feel about all this" I admitted and she kissed the top of my head.

"You have every right to be upset with her, but you also have every right to spend more time with her and get to know her" I shook my head.

"I do not wish to get to know her mama I just feel bad for her" she tipped my head back and looked into my face.

"Why?" She questioned.

"I have never felt like I was her daughter I have always felt like I was yours even when I was little and she sent me the letter asking me to come live with her I thought about it only because I was jealous that you were spending a lot of time with Catalina and Isabella. But I never actually wanted to go live with her, I feel bad because I am her daughter as is Annette and Michelle but it almost seems as if we are not in a way" I knew I made no sense but I was trying my best to explain myself. "I guess I feel bad because she is to die alone" mama pulled me close and kissed my cheek.

"You are a very sweet Rose, and I am sure Lady Elizabeth has friends in France who will be with her when her time comes" I did not respond only leaned against mama in content.

May 15th, 1535

Isabella Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire

He was positively livid and from across the room I could tell it was just about to boil over "HOW DARE YOU SEND A LETTER TO YOUR MOTHER ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED! AND EVEN MORE LIE ABOUT WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED!" He yelled and I made sure not to let his yelling effect me.

"I did not lie" I said casually and he stormed across the room. I let out a scream of fear and quickly dashed away from his clutches.

"Of course you did!" He snapped finally catching me and held me by my upper arms angrily. "I have it in my mind to send the children to Hardwick Hall!" Hardwick was his other estate and fear sent a shock through me.

"You will not send them away!" I cried, I knew he was just trying to scare me. Papa did it all the time to mama when we were growing up.

"Do not take my word lightly" he threatened and I had to look away. "You are not your mother Isabella and shall not have me under your thumb as she does your father" he snapped and inhaled sharply.

"I wish to go to the nursery" he let me go and I retreated scraping up what little pride I had and went to see Peter and Sofia, they giggled upon seeing me and reached up happily. Their first birthday would be soon and in a few days they would be 10 months. "Mama will never let you be away from her like that" I whispered to my children as they took their nap.

"Lady Devonshire?" A servant said later on that night as I played with my children on the floor it was close to their bedtime but I wanted to spend a few more minutes with them.

"Yes?" I asked never looking up from my daughter and son.

"His Grace wishes you to retire for bed" I took a deep breath, I knew it was late but I did not wish to see him.

"Very well, tell him I shall be there in a moment I first must put the children down" neither of them wanted to sleep and finally I ended up leaving them with their governance. I entered the chamber to already find him ready for bed. I went into my dressing chamber and was quickly helped from my gown and I sent them to bed.

"We need to talk" he said as I walked in. I went straight to my vanity and brushed my long dark hair out continuing to listen to him "Peter and Sophia are going to be 10 months soon" he said and I rolled my eyes.

"I know that" I sighed and he approached the vanity making me slightly nervous. I placed my comb which my mother had given me down and took a deep breath.

"Tis time they stop nursing and you give them little brothers and sisters" he said and I held my head a little higher.

"They are not ready to stop breast feeding yet My Lord" I told him standing up from my vanity and turning to face him. "Whilst I am here I shall not allow another woman to feed my children" I said with as much strength as I could.

"Yet you wish to always leave Chatsworth, tell me dear wife, how to you plan on feeding your children if you are not here?" He asked taking a step closer to me mockingly and I glared at him.

"I am tired, I wish to go to bed now" I blew out the candles by my bed and pulled the covers back. There were times we got along and yet there were other times I hated him with every fiber of my being.

Thomas Boleyn, Viscount Lincoln

May 16th, 1535

We stayed at Wilton House for not I did not feel like going to Court and being around everyone else. "Thomas, I have received a letter from my parents" Elizabeth said and I turned to look at her.

"I told you to call me Tom, the only person who calls me Thomas is my mother when she is very sore with me" she blushed a little and I walked away from the windows. "What do your parents want?" I asked and she glanced down at the letter.

"They want me to visit my half brother in the Tower, actually they insist upon it" my good mood soured at once and I snatched the letter from her and read the page quickly.

"Dam your parents! If you wish to go to the Tower you may but do not plan on returning here" I snapped throwing the letter back on her. She jumped in fear quickly looked down and lifting the letter up from the ground.

"I just came to ask for your advice...I do not know how to tell them no" she whimpered in fear keeping her eyes trained on the ground. I felt bad as I looked upon her, I should not have assumed she wanted to go visit him.

"I am sorry I did not mean to yell at you" I sighed and she nodded.

"I do not agree with what he has done and have no desire to see him" she whispered softly placing the letter down on the table next to her.

"I know that" I sighed and pulled her close into a hug and kissed the top of her head.

"I am sorry I am not yet with child" she whispered sadly, she had gotten her courses earlier yesterday.

"I am not mad at you Elizabeth, sometimes it takes longer for some women to get with child" she nodded and I pulled away from the hug. "Would you like to go riding today? The flowers are in full bloom" she nodded with a small smile. We may not be in love with each other but I was going to try and make this marriage work.

Cordelia Clancey

I do not understand why some women complained about pregnancy for me it was quite enjoyable. The only worries I had were of my little sister at Wolf Hall "I cannot wait to feel the baby move" Charles sighed laying a hand on the small bump that was forming under my chemise.

"In a few more months" I promised with a smile. I was four months now and Catalina wrote often about what she should expect but she never mentioned Lord Oxford and I wondered how he treated her.

"So Charles for a boy? What if we have a daughter" I laughed softly.

"I told you I am having a boy" I said laying a hand on my belly.

"Yes but God may be tricking you love, we should at least think of a girls name" I pursed my lips in annoyance.

"Fine then. What do you have in mind then?" I questioned turning to face him in bed.

"I am not quite sure, what of Alice?" I smiled softly and closed my eyes.

"Alice is a pretty name" he kissed me softly and then laid a kiss upon my belly.

"So Charles Clancey for a boy and Alice Clancey for a girl" he said with a smile.

"Very well. But I told you I am having a boy so I do not see the point in even choosing a name for a girl" he hugged me close to him and kissed my temple.

"Do not presume to know God's plan my love" I rolled my eyes and snuggled into him. He could say all he wants but I just know I was to have a little boy! And maybe after I birth my son my father will finally bestow a title upon Charles?


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