what if Catherine of aragon and Henry Vlll's children had survived. Meet Prince Henry Duke Of Cornwall, Prince John Tudor, Prince Edward Tudor,Princess Mary Tudor and Princess Isabella Tudor
On the 17th of September, in the year of our Lord 1513, Katherine had began her birthing pains,Her heart racing with a mix of fear and hope.After hours of labor,she felt a heavy weight lifted from her body and heard the sound of a newborn's cry.The midwives rushed to announce the birth of another son,Katherine's heart was full of gratefulness and relief.
This boy was of medium size but alive,his cries echoing through the chamber walls.The midwives quickly cleaned him and wrapped him in a warm blanket,his eyes tightly shut against the flickering candlelight.King Henry was called to the chamber,his face flushed with excitement.He took his new son into his arms and held him close to his chest,his own heart beating in sync with the tiny creature's.
The boy's eyes were a beautiful shade of blue,he had small lips and a roun face, he had a dusting of red hair.He was not the picture of health like Prince Harry was at his birth,but he was alive and that was all that mattered to Henry.
King Henry looked at Katherine with a smile that could melt the coldest heart and said "You have done it again Kate,you have given me another son!"
Katharine looked at her husband with love and said "We shall call him John, after John Of Gaunt" Henry nodded with a smile and kissed her forehead "Another fine Tudor to the throne" he whispered.
When Katherine was washed and put in a fresh nightgown, she asked Margaret Pole to bring Prince Harry to see his new brother, John. The moment Harry saw the newborn, his eyes widened in wonder. He looked so much like him, yet so different. The nursery was ablaze with the warm light of candles, casting soft shadows on the walls as Prince Harry approached the cradle with curious steps.
"This is your brother, John," Katherine whispered to Harry. "You are now a big brother." Harry nodded solemnly, his small hand reaching out to touch the baby's cheek. The baby's eyes fluttered open, and for a brief moment, the two brothers locked gazes. It was a silent promise, a bond forged in the quiet stillness of the night.
The weeks that followed were a whirlwind of activity. The Tudor court buzzed with the excitement of a new heir, and the royal nursery was once again the center of attention. Katherine took her role as a mother of two very seriously, often found nursing John while holding Harry close.
She knew all too well the precariousness of a royal child's life, and she vowed to protect and cherish them both with every ounce of her being.
Prince John was baptized at Westminster, a grand affair that drew the nobility from all corners of the realm. The chapel was adorned with the finest silks and gilded with gold, a testament to the Tudor dynasty's power and wealth.
The archbishop of Canterbury, with his solemn face and rich vestments, held the squalling infant aloft as holy water rained down upon him. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the murmur of prayers.
That Night, King Henry said to his wife "I am so proud of you,Kate,two boys,soon,with time we might have a nursery full of boys and girls of course,my Queen!" Katherine's heart was full with love and happiness,two sons,both healthy and likely to thrive.
The days grew shorter and the nights grew colder,but the warmth in the Tudor nursery never waned. There were countless celebrations, feasts, and gifts sent from foreign lands to commemorate the arrival of Prince John.
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