Falling for Henry.

The passing of time

I have been one of the rebels for 6 years now, Edward and I have been fuck-buddy's for 4 of these years, he is a selfish son of a bitch.

Nor wants to leave the band of outlaws to travel the world, I am proud of the boy, or should I say young man since he has grown to be a nice young man.

"Keegan." Nor says my name as I sit in my room reading.

"What?" I say looking up at him.

"Can you take me to the ship?"

"Why me? Besides you are grown man you don't need me."

"Come on you know you want to see me off."

"*sigh* fine." I am finally trusted to go anywhere without the twins.

"Yes!"

"When do you want to leave?"

"Right now."

"Uhhhhh! Fine!"

I pack what I need to go with him, I put on a hood so know one will know me.

We ride to London, there is some games going on, I keep my head down so no one sees me.

We make it to the boat to take him to the ship.

"Nor I want you to have this." I hand him all the money I have made as a rebel."

"But this is yours."

"I don't want it or need it. Take it but don't wast or let anyone steel it from you."

He nods then hugs me.

"Come with me."

"I can't."

"Why not!?! Is it because you sleep with Edward?"

"No...and how did you know that!?!" Edward and I try to keep our thing hidden.

"I once saw you and him...you know."

"What!!!"

"Please come with me."

"My place is here. I promise you will find someone amazing and you will have a family."

"Alright...farewell my friend."

"Farewell."

I watch him leave, my heart breaks a little....

I find myself walking through London thinking of everyone that I knew here...I wonder how many have died...

I hear someone saying the King is hurt!
I remember in history that he had gotten in a accident that is why he later died!

I ask where the king is then once I know I run to his tent, I am stopped by guards.

"I am a healer and I am here to help our King."

"let the healer in." A voice from inside the tent says, I know the voice...its Charles...

I keep my hood on as I walk in, I freeze at the sight of Henry laying on a table not moving.

I move to his side, I can't help but to caress his face.

"He has a fever."

I get to work on him, I am thankful I was in medical school before I came to this time.

I work hard on fixing him.

"Would you like someone to take your hood ms."

"No."

"Why not."

"I focus better when I only see the sick person and no one else now shut up and let me work." This whole time I have been using a Scotch accent so no one would know me.

I work on Henry for hours till I can finally sew up the wound.

"He will heal up fine as long as he wills it." I say going to leave.

"Ms you helped the king when no one else could, I request that you care for him till he is well and may thank you."

Everything inside of me is screaming  no that I must not but my heart won the battle and I found myself saying yes.

I care for him for two months, I never say a word to him. He never sees my face I keep my hood low over my face enough that he can not see all of my face, my hair is long where as before I joined the rebels it was short.

I have different clothes from 6 years ago so there is no way he will know who I am.

He is married to Queen Elizabeth's mother Queen Anne, only Elizabeth is very young, I have met both, and I have seen Marry...oh how I missed that child...she has grown so much....I miss Cath so much.

Charles try's to get me to tell my name but I just say that it is for me to know and no one else.

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Henry is fully recovered but I have him stay in bed one last day.
He is staring at me as I do a checkup on him, my heart is beating a mile a minute.

"Tell me your name." He says in a curious tone.

I say nothing only continue with the checkup.

"Your king demands you give me your name."

I stay silent.

"Are you deaf!?!"

I shake my head no.

"Are you mute!?!"

I again shake my head no.

"Are you mocking me!?!"

I shake my head no once more.

"Then why do you keep silent!?!"

I complete the checkup, I pat his hand then turn to walk out.

My heart hurts that I keep silent...I wish to tell him that I am alive but I am sure he has forgotten me and will only have me in-prisoned for being part of the outlaws.

The next day I give a letter to Charles telling him where to find the rebels, I have done this since Nor is safely out of the Country.

I go to leave but I am stopped at the gate.

"His Highness wants you bought to the Throne room for questioning.

"Why?" I ask keeping with the Scotch accent.

They only grab my arms and drag me to the Throne room. I have a sick feeling that my time is up.