DRESSES FROM LEFT TO RIGHT: ANNA, TATIANA, KATHLEEN SARAH, MARIA.
"Her Majesty, Grand Duchess Anastasia Tudor." Anastasia and her ladies walked in. Everyone stared at the beauty of the Russian queen and her ladies. Henry stood with his good friend, Charles Brandon and turned to see his beautiful wife, ignoring the Seymour wench who was staring at him in longing.
Henry looking at his wife in lust. The red dress hugged her body perfectly. The Seymour clan glared at the Russian Grand Duchess. Henry stopped in front of Anastasia and kisses her hand. "Sweetheart."
"Husband." Anastasia greets back. She held a smile on and leads Henry to sit down with her. Jane stared at the queen in amusement, thing she had something over her.
"If I may, dearest husband, I would like to invite your daughters back to court." Anastasia asked.
"Why?" Henry asked, thinking it bad idea. She should be think of the children she will bare him and not the once already born. His innocent Jane was with child and his wife was still not. It bothered him dearly.
"Well, having Lady Mary here would such a comfort to me and the Lady Elizabeth is still a child, it would help me work on my mothering skills a bit more." Anastasia explained, hoping that Henry understood what she meant. Henry smiled and nodded, before freezing and slowly looking at her.
"Since when?"
"I found out a while ago. I wanted it to be a surprise for you, my love." Anastasia said. Henry's smile widened and he kissed her hand.
"I'm so glad." Henry said before standing up. The whole court stopped and looked at him. He beckons for his Seymour whore to walk forward.
"My lords and ladies of the court. I have joyous news to share with all of you." He held his hand out for Anastasia to take it. "My queen, your queen, is pregnant. Soon England will have its long due prince."
Anastasia winced at only hearing Henry say prince. If it is a girl, I will be just as happy. Anastasia had thought in her head. The whole court, minus the Seymours, clapped and cheered about the wonderful news.
"...and also Mistress Seymour is pregnant as well." Henry said, with less passion in his voice. The clapping for the rightful queen had quickly died down. The only once that clapped was the Seymour clan. Everyone watched to see the reaction of the queen, but Anastasia had kept herself composed. On the inside for had felt embarrassed for what Henry had just said.
"Congratulations, Mistress Seymour." Anastasia falsely exclaimed. Her ladies smirked as Jane's face turns red.
"Let's continue with the festivities." Henry said, motions for the music to continue. Jane waited for Henry to return by her side, but had been disappointed when Henry, almost immediately, sat at his throne and kissed his wife longingly. The ladies had dispersed and Sarah and Anna walked close to Jane.
"Such a shame, isn't it Anna?" Sarah said.
"What is?" Anna asked.
"It seemed that Mistress Seymour thought her bastard was more important then the heir of England." Sarah said loudly enough for Jane and the Seymours to hear. Jane was about to retaliate when Kathleen stood beside her friends since a young age.
"Mistress Seymour, I expect you to compose yourself." Kathleen ordered.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?"
"I am the principal Lady of the Queen's household and her most trusted friend. " Kathleen said proudly.
"That means nothing to me." Jane snares.
"Of course, so does a whore to a married man. The only thing you seem to be good at is opening your legs." Kathleen mocked making Jane slap her. It was heard though the whole court. Everyone looked at them.
"Kathleen!" Anastasia stood from her throne and made her way to Kathleen.
"I don't know what made you hit me, Lady Jane. "
"What happened, Lady Kathleen?" Henry asked. Kathleen was shaking violently.
"Speak freely, sister." Anastasia said. (NOT ACTUALLY SISTERS BUT ANASTASIA SEES HER AND THE OTHER LADIES AS ONES.) Kathleen looked at Jane then and Anastasia.
"All I had done was wish the Lady Jane a safe birth and that the queen will give birth to a healthy boy and Lady Jane slaps me." Kathleen said, tears running down her face.
"Liar." Jane hissed.
"It is no lie, Your Majesties." Anna spoke with confidence. "Kathleen wished Lady Jane well and Lady Jane hits her."
"I heard to same, Your Majesties." Sarah said as well. A gentleman walked forward as well.
"As did I, Your Majesties." He said. The Seymours watched in horror.
"Your Majesty, Henry, please believe me I--"
"Silence! Mistress Seymour, return to your room." Henry orders. Jane watched in horror at the way her Henry treated her. Nonetheless, she did as she was told, leaving the room in angry.
"My husband, if I may, I would like to retire to my room as well." Anastasia said sweetly. Henry kissed her lips and nodded.
"Of course, my sweetheart. Also, Lady Mary And Lady Elizabeth will be here to keep you company for as all as you want." Henry completes his wife's wish. Anastasia bows and leaves the court room with her ladies. Once they were far away, Kathleen quickly dried her fake tears and bowed.
"How did I do, Your Majesty?" Kathleen asked.
"Spectacular." Anastasia complimented. The other ladies giggle. Once inside Anastasia's room, she looked at the ladies.
"It was an excellent idea bring the gentleman into it. Where did you find him?" Anastasia asked here ladies but they all looked at each other in question.
"We've never seen that man in our lives." Tatiana answers. Anastasia looked at her ladies in confusion.
"Then who was that man?"
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The Belle of St. Petersburg •The Tudors
Historical FictionJane Seymour was thought to be the next Queen of England, until the Pope decided to use the daughter of a Tsar to make Henry VIII cast the Seymour girl aside. Anastasia I of Russia will be the next Queen of England.