(A/N: Switching over to character point of views.)
Elizabeth's P.O.V
I walk into the throne holding Lady Kat's hands as the herald tells Papa's subjects to make my for me. I pick my head up, making sure I am standing straight. Papa and Queen jane smile as I walk over to their thrones. I feel the smiles of the people, but I don't return them. I focus on walking perfect and falling into a perfect curtsey. Papa raises from his throne clapping. I remian in my stance until he guides me up. "Hello, Papa." He gives me a bright smile. "Merry Christmas my beloved jewel." Papa picks me up and walks over to throne , sitting down with me on his lap. The music begins to play again and I clap my hands together, happily.
I face Queen Jane, who continued staring into the direction of Lady Mary. Mary stood in the crowd with talking to Lady Seymour, Queen Jane's sister. Once I get bored, I jump off my Papa's lap. He smiles down at me. "I want to dance Papa." Jane smiles at Papa. "Wonderful idea, Elizabeth. You find a dance partner, and Mary and your papa will guide the dance." I shake my head. "I will dance with Papa, not Mary." Jane shakes her head back at me. "You may dance with your Papa after." I turn to Papa. "Jane, I will dance with Mary later." I bounce on the tip of my toes as Papa rises and guides me to the dance floor.
Later must mean tomorrow because Papa and I dance the night away. "Lizzie, Papa needs to rest." I nod, understanding. Papa kisses my head and I begin to look around the small crowd of dancers. Any of the gentlemen will accept a dance will me. They have since I am a princess. As I observe my surrounding, Queen Jane's brother, Thomas comes up to me. He kneels down to my level. "Are you not the pretty girl in England." I nod my in agreement. "Mama says I'll be prettiest Princess Royal England will ever have." Thomas gives me a strange look before leaving my side.
All the Seymours are so strange. I begin to make my way over to Lady Kat, ready to rest. "Your Highness, are you tired." I nod my head holdng my hand out for her to take. Before she can, Queen Jane does. "That's alright Lady Kat. I will take the Princess to the royal nursey." Lady Kat gives me a worrisome expression as she curtseys, leaving me with Jane. We begin off towards the royal nursey and then we stop in the hall. Queen Jane levels herself with me, looking over my face. "You are a very pretty girl. I'm sure you'll grow up to be a beautiful Lady." I squint my eyes at her. "I will be a beautiful Queen when I grow up, not a Lady." Queen Jane shakes her head.
"I have a gift for you Elizabeth. Would you like to see it?" I nod, happily. I love gifts. Queen Jane looks around, then guides me to a chamber. "This must be our secret Elizabeth alright." I quickly agree as she hands it to me. It's a small locket with my Papa's picture inside. "To remind you of your Father, when you return to Pembroke. Your Papa gave me one just like it before." I on the locket and smile at Jane. "Thank you, your majesty." She walks me to the royal nursey, dresses me and tucks me in. "See Lizzie, I can be your friend. No need to be so cold."
I smile and open my arms to hug her. She quickly embraces me then kisses my head. "Goodnight Elizabeth." She rises to leave. "Goodnight, Lady Stepmother." Perhaps the Seymours were not so bad.
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Jane's P.O.V
Christmas ends on a well note. Elizabeth now sees me as a friend and it will make what needs to be done easier than I thought. "It will be a quick death, sister. The child growing in your womb will always be at risk if the Boleyn child lives. Once the bastard is dead, Anne loses all her leverage for good." I look over to Thomas. "Make sure it's done quickly. I will not take the fall for your mistakes." He leaves my chambers, just as Lady Kat and Elizabeth arrive. "Lady Kat, Princesss Elizabeth will be with myself and Lady Catheline for the rest of the afternoon. You may have the remaindor of the day off."
Lady Kat appeared to be relunctant to release the child into my care. "Majesty, her grace, the Duchess of Pembroke, would not like that I released the Princess from my watchful eye." I stand and take Elizabeth's hand. "Lady Ashley, I am the Queen, I do not need to ask your permission to spend the day with my stepchild." Elizabeth loosens her grip on Lady Kat's hand. Without another word I leave the young governess alone, pulling Elizabeth to the stables.
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Elizabeth's P.O.V
Poor Lady Kat. She is very good at watching me, but I wish to play outside in the snow before it all melts away. Queen Jane wants to show me something in the stables, I'm hoping for a new pony. "The horse is very pretty, like you." I smile at her compliment. I hear the sounds of thr horses as we walk into the stables. She opens one of the gates and I eye the large beast in front of me. Papa never let me come so close to them alone. "Go ahead and pet him. He is yours now."
I feel a slight push forward before seeing the large gate close behind me. I begin to panic, realizing I am trapped. "Lady stepmother. Your majesty. Jane..." No one says anything. All I hear is the sound of horse. Remembering there is a very large one, I turn to him. He isn't like the others. He trotts around in a circle, panicing. The others horses never panic like this one. He did not appear to be use to his encagement. Almost like a wild horse. I take a step back as he gets crazier.
I try to keep calm, as tears spill from my eyes. "Papa....." Someone is outside the stables. I hear voices, but the horse begins to jump up. I fall back into a corner in the gate. "Papa! Kat!" Just as the horse legs begin to come down near me the gate wings open. Standing there is Lady Kat and Papa. He jumps in and picks me before the mean animal can crush me."
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On The Edge Of A Golden World: Anne Boleyn Lives On
Fanfiction~ Instead of sentencing Anne to death, Henry divorced Anne. He remarries to Jane Seymour, leaving Anne to live as the Duchess of Pembroke. Everyone presumes they've seen the last of Anne Boleyn, but fate has another thing in mind. ~