Author's Perspective
The red haired woman was passed onto her brother as the dance ended between the duke and the lady that the young King desired much to King Henry's relief,the light brown haired princess was waltzing with the first duke .
'The King is staring at you again' George whispered to his least favorite sibling,her dragon's breath fire opal necklace hanging down from her neck to her breasts that signed to the youngest Boleyn from their mother who died in childbirth twenty years ago while her mystic topaz choker was resting on her breastbone also from her mother.The curvaceous youngest Boleyn took a glimpse of the man she is supposed to she along with her sisters seduce and marry and unquestionably his green-blue boring into her kind hearted and her heart made of twenty-four karats gold.
She turned back to her eldest sibling but when she noticed the look her brother was spurting,it was a mischievous and demonic look so she warned him about getting any approximations of greed or power-hunger thought that will lead to him being beheaded or hanged,drawn and quartered.However her sibling gave her his infamous 'I was not musing any of the things you have accused me of' saint like look but Constantina knew he was thinking otherwise.As the waltz was finished between brother and sister,her along with other ballroom dancers took a bow.
In France the youngest Boleyn is known and loved for her heart shaped face,roundish almond shaped eyes that are a perfect mixed of electric,amethyst and royal purple, hair that is colored a shade of lust with a widow's peak,prominent shallow high cheekbones,flawless like porcelain alabaster white colored skin,cute button nose, full but not too full dark blood ruby red lips that were silky smooth to touch and kiss,the snow white colored even smile,her intelligence and her curvaceous hourglass figured body that seem to made by the Greek goddess of love,beauty,pleasure,desire and procreation to tempt,torment the males and make themdesire her.The same is happening in England.
Constantina did the perfect court curtsy as she was locationed before the King and Queen then smiled a cheeky, shy, bewitching grin earning a glare full of ill wishes from the woman who was originally married to Henry's brother, Arthur.
The King was however oblivious to his wife's envy. He applauded enthusiasticely while staring at her with his greenish blue orbs full of lust and love.
She then joined her two older sisters who has noticed that the young king has fallen in true love with the only red haired Boleyn woman.Mary wore a lovely Cadbury purple and ivory white colored dress whilst the third eldest was clothed in navy blue and white dress.They looked alluringly stunning like they always do.
'Well I would assume that we,three young and unprejudiced Boleyn women with charming bodies and bewitching gowns,we seemed to look like a gift from the gods.' Constantina thought to herself.
The life in court was so far wonderful though Constantina could not bear the the belief of court without the King as there is a prophecy surrounding the two was spoken by the three goddesses known as the fates along with the god of music, poetry, art, oracles , archery, plague, medicine, sun, light and knowledge
As dinner was announced,Constantina was seated between her two siblings and infront of Charles.She started a conversation with both her sisters and Charles,unaware of the king's anger and jealousy of the redhaired angel or known in France as Le rouge grisonnant angel was laughing with his best friend as his angel nevers laughs with him or holds a conversation with him but she only speaks a few words to Henry.The young king noticed one of his servants and waved her as he assume the male ones will fall for his red haired angel.He ordered the female servant to serve the youngest Boleyn one of the finest french/English there is in the Kitchen which she nodded and went to grab.
'Milady'Ampelisia(the seamstress.lady in waiting/female servant and the daughter of the scottish king and queen) stood over the voluptuous redhead holding the finest dish that the King has requested.
'Thank you but whom was this delicious dish sent ?'Constantina asked as she accepted the dish from Ampelisia when dark chestnut brown haired seamstress placed it on the table.
'His Majesty,the young king.He believes you shall only eat and drink the best' Ampelisia answered Constantina's innocent curious question.She could tell why the King liked her so much as she is everything a man would hope for,Ampelisia can only hope he would treat her like the queen she is supposed to be.
'Do tell His Majesty my courtesy' Tina called after the dark haired beauty as she began to leave.She nodded to Tina's request and approached the young ruler.The sapphire blue eyed talioress whispered something that inaudible even to Constantina's keen hearing causing him to look the red haired goddess's way then smile and nodded.
The flawless alabaster skin colored beauty turned back to the young man sat across from her who was smirking but had hints of envy in his eyes that did not go unnoticed by Tina.
'The King adores you,Lady Constantina.' He breathed
'It is a shame that I do not fall for Womanizer' The woman metioned by name thought to herself as she rolled her orbs to the two bestfriends' antics.
'Yes,it appears that he does' She agreed.
However the unanswered question is he does truely loves her or this does him trying to seduce her.
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The Unknown Beauty
RandomWhat if Anne Boleyn had a twenty year old sister,Constantina Boleyn who have stayed in France throughout the scheme? Would the history books be different if she came to England with her family?