Life Recreated

Magnolia

20

''It has been made public,' Magnolia's mother, Lynette made clear. 'The Queen of Scots will have the british crown.'  tears welled up in her eyes for two nights and days. 

'bugger that!' Magnolia shouted. 'It's not fair, it's not fucking fair!'

Lynette quite agreed. 'Yes, it is not how god willed it. I had intended for you to go home with an army, however that is no longer the case.'

'Isn't there something we can do?' Magnolia insisted. She had heard tales and stories her mother recounted, how that one day she would return to her rule.

'There is,' said Lynette grimly. 'But it may cost  you, your very life.'

Magnolia did not care. The life which she had at this very moment, was not well worth it.

'Let england see you at your return,' she explained. 'then there is a possibility, england will rebel and overthrow whatever heeds.'

Though there was also a chance of her assassination. 

'I have faith in god that he will protect you in this journey.'

Magnolia, however, did not believe in god. In Satan, yes, there was enough evidence for his existence, but not god.

'How will we do it?'

Lynette got up and walked briskly toward the door, inspecting no one was eavesdropping, and then closet it. 

'the king of orange has trade with england. on the next fleet, you will aboard. Once you have descended. You have to buy yourself a horse. travel to the east. Lord Widdard, the Usurper's nephew is whom you must find. You'll find him most intriguing.'

'Lord Widdard?' Magnolia asked. 'Isn't he Harry's father?'

Lynette went to stand behind her, stroking her ginger curls. 'Yes, Widdard Winslow is Harry Winslow's father. But not his biological father. tell him this, 'tell him Harry is your half brother, tell him at the imprisonment of your king father, his wife often visited him.' Lynette kissed her brow. 'tell him this, and he will disclaim his son, and the crown is yours.'