The environment was unusual as I entered the room where my parents used to hold court. My father and his new wife, Anne, were exchanging laughter and conversation. Their demeanor was a stark contrast to the joy my parents used to display together. Nevertheless, I was pleased to see my father in such high spirits with his new partner. As I approached them, my braid cascaded over my shoulder, and my icy blue eyes caught a glimpse of Anne's rounded womb. I hoped for a prince of Wales to be born for my father's contentment and the safety of our country."Dearest Rose, it is a pleasure to see that you have accepted my decision and welcomed Anne," Father greeted me. He gestured for me to come before him and his wife. One of our household members approached me with a small gift."I am delighted to welcome the queen into our family. I have brought a gift for my new sibling if it pleases Your Grace," I expressed, looking at Anne. She raised an eyebrow before nodding with a smile."I would be delighted to see the gift, my dear stepdaughter," Anne replied.I carefully opened the box and revealed the painting I had crafted of Father and Anne. In the portrait, they exuded nobility and happiness."This way, the young prince may gaze upon your faces whenever he misses you,"I explained, standing up from her chair. As I contemplated whether I had made a mistake with the gift, Anne surprised me by embracing me warmly."Your gift has brought joy to my heart, sweet Catherine," Anne said, and I hugged her back, feeling her warmth and motherly affection
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Catherine Tudor
Historical FictionIt is a story about the daughter of Katherine of Aragon and Henry the 8th, as a what-if story and how she would survive and live. Would she make the same decisions as her mother and sister, or would she sign the oath and live in her father's favor?
