Madelena is the granddaughter of the pope, and with her alliances is easily made for the Catholic church. So marriage is proposed to the oldest son of Richard, Duke of York. But what happens when Margaret of Anjou hears that the Pope has chosen to s...
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Chapter II - The Loss of The York Patriarch
DECEMBER 1460 - Sandal Magna
Edward and Madelena had been allowed a few late mornings alone in their tent after their wedding and it was one of the last ones today. Most mornings were the same, wake up, spend time naked in bed, giggle, talk about their childhoods to later get up and help around the camp with different things. Edward sat in on meetings and trained with soldiers for battle whilst Madelena helped with food and patched some soldiers up here and there.
"You are so adorable my dear," Edward said as he pulled Madelena closer with the arm he had around her soft and naked waist whilst he bopped her on her nose causing her to giggle.
"We have to go and help around the camp, Edward," Madelena concluded as she tried to get out of Edward's grip.
"No, we are allowed to stay in bed my little Italian lady," Edward said as he held Madelena harder so she couldn't get up. "My mother and father ordered it, so we simply must!"
A giggle left Madelena's lips as Edward decided to tickle her after he made sure she lay atop of him causing the fabric that covered them to slip away a bit.
"My lord, your father is calling for you," A squire walked into Edward and Madelena's tent unannounced, seeing things that he definitely shouldn't have that Edward would corner later to make sure he didn't say anything to anyone.
"Yes! Yes! Tell him I'll be there, now get out!" He roared since he didn't want the squire to see any more of his wife than he already had and the squire ran out.
The married couple looked at each other before they both started laughing at the uncomfortable situation. Edward had warmed up to Madelena, she was beautiful, witty and smart, even though he still didn't like the idea of being stuck in a marriage. Edward had come up with the idea of seeing Madelena as his mistress instead of his wife to not become annoyed by her, but he would never tell anyone that. They both got out of bed as Edward wrapped a blanket around Madelena's shoulders and got dressed and then helped her with all her laces and ties so they could leave the tent to do their jobs around the camp.
Edward ran to the main tent, where his father and mother stayed as well as where meetings and meals were held whilst Madelena strolled away to the physician's tent to help. While on her way someone yelled her name across the field they now had sat at their camp.
"Madelena!" It was George who had called out for her. Madelena didn't like Edward's second youngest brother a lot, there was something off about him. Something dark was lurking behind his eyes that he seemed to not be able to hide at times. "Sweet young Italian bastard Madelena. Has my brother planted a half-bastard in your womb yet?"
The question had thrown her completely off, yes her father may have been illegitimate once but no longer. And it wasn't like she was bothered by it, but with how George had said something ignited in her. Ignited a fire in her as she started yelling at him.
