Historical romance: The Tudor Rose

20th May later on

I run from Henry to my mothers chamber. He chases after me pinning me against the wall. I scream but he smothers my mouth with his hand. He pushes his disgusting lips upon mine causing me to wretch. He paws my breasts with his hands and I try to push him off me but it does nothing. I am a fragile 5'3 woman with hardly any upper body strength. He throws me over his shoulder and I kick his chest trying to scream but it is muffled by his hand. He laughs a deep dark chuckle. My stomach twists and I begin to feel nauseous as we approach his chambers. He will lay with me against my will. I would rather die than lie with a man I do not love. He throws me down on the bed and locks the door.

I sit panic stricken on the bed. "Just you wait until Edward hears about this. You could be executed. Why me? You could have any woman. I'm not who you want." I plead with tears crashing down my cheeks.
"I know about Fred you slut. If that gets out how's your precious stable boy gonna survive? You and your son will live in squalor thrust out of the palace with no means of survival. Do you really think Edward would trust you some common tart over his own flesh and blood? Ha! You're delusional. Now get undressed you filthy wench." He commands unbuckling his belt.
"I know not what you are implying. I was friends with Fred but we never lay together. George is Edwards son; the rightful heir to the thrown. If you do not believe that then you to are delusional. I love Edward and if I were to lie with another man my heart would surely break." I say through my sobs. My face is now drenched in fat salty tears.

"I know that you lay with Fred! You are a whore. Not fit to be queen and as for your son he is a bastard in my eyes. An embarrassment born out of wedlock." He says laughing coming closer to the bed.
"You will lie with me and moan in pleasure!" He demands pouncing on me. I kick him with all my force into the balls and he hunched over in pain. I push him to the floor and run out of the room to fetch the guard. I point at the door in hysterical tears slumping against the wall. My mother comes running. She crouches and strokes my tears away.
"What is the matter child?" She asks smiling weakly.
"He-he tried to force himself up-upon me. Oh mama." I say convulsing into tears as she embraces me and rubs my back in circular motions just like when I was a child.
"Edward will deal with him. You look as white as a sheet my dear. We should have some calming tea in my chambers." She sooths pulling me towards her chambers.

We sit down at the table and mama brews a pot of tea.
"I sense that you are not telling me something child." She says looking right through me.
"I know not what you mean mama." I say trying to put Fred out of my mind.
"Drink this!" She commands handing me a cup. I sip the tea and nearly spit it out because it is so sour.
"Mama I cannot believe you! Truth serum. You cannot trust me enough." I ask. She smiles waiting for me to spill out my secrets.
"Henry thinks called me a slut." I blurt out.
"Why would he think that? You come from a good background with strong family roots." She puzzles it through. I try to keep my mouth shut and clasp my hands over my mouth but the truth serum pries them away.
"Mama!" I say and tears fall down my cheeks.
"Tell me child. I am not afraid of the truth for without it we would all be blind." She reassures.
"I fell in love with Fred the stable boy on my 17th birthday. We kissed and we lay together once until my beautiful Edward came along and bore me a son." I blurt out through the tears.
Mama sits in shock as I wipe my eyes.
"I don't know what to say Evelyn. You stupid stupid girl. You are the queen Edward must never know of this. Henry must be hung so that the truth may never get out. Fred is a trustworthy man and he will swear to an oath. George may be Fred's child. No one must ever know." She says hanging her head in her hands.
"I am truly sorry mama. I an extremely stupid." I reply.

21st May
As the first signs of sunlight creep into my room I sit without a wink of sleep to my name. My stomach is in knots waiting for Edward to return. Henry was taken to be locked away in a prison cell. I cradle George in my arms softly humming a lullaby as he drifts off to sleep. I place him in the cot and sit at the window with my embroidery. My nimble fingers weave the needle through the coarse fabric creating a beautiful turquoise, emerald and fuchsia peacock.

Placing my embroidery down I look out the window across the daisy covered meadows and see Edward charging over with his battalion. My heart thuds and my hands began to grow clammy. What if he finds out about Fred? What would become of Fred or I? Would Edward think of George as a bastard son as well? I am certain that George is Edwards his hair and his eyes look like Edward. He resembles us both so much. I rush to the courtyard to greet Edward. I stand in a fine crimson gown decorated with gold woven thread. Edward leaps off his horse removing his silver helmet.
"Oh my darling how wonderful it is to see you!" I say as he envelopes me in a tight embrace.
"Come my dearest Evelyn I have received word of my brother we must speak at once." He says pulling me towards the tower prison. I stop him in the corridor.
"What is it my love? You look distraught." He says cupping my face gently in his hands. I bring my lips to his and he presses his lips against mine working in a rhythm. We draw breath and I place my hands on his silver plated chest making him stop.
"I must tell you something. It may cause you great distress but you must hear it from my lips and not his. I am your wife, the mother of your son and your lover. You must take my word for it is true." I take a deep breath. "Henry dragged me from the corridor to his chamber and tried to force himself upon me. Oh Edward I was terrified. I could never be with another man apart from you. I love you with all my heart." I recount barely above a whisper. I convulse into tears crying against his chest. He strokes my back and kisses the top of my head shushing me.
"There there Evie. Do not worry I will deal with him. I love you more than anything on this earth." He says ensnaring me with his piercing blue eyes. We share a tender kiss before Edward walks off towards the prison cell.

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