The Belle of St. Petersburg •The Tudors

chapter •henry's love

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Anastasia danced around the room in her white dress with a pattern of golden leaves and dots, all while Anna playing the lute. Tatiana and Maria joined her, but Kathleen stayed seated to finish her needlework. Caroline sat on the chair with Margaret in her arms, rocking the babe to sleep. None of them hear the door open. Henry slipped in, stayed in the shadows and watched his wife dance so beautifully.

Once Anna had stopped playing, Henry came out of the shadows and clapped, making himself know. All the ladies bowed, Anastasia smiled at the site of him. Henry walked forward and placed a single kiss on her lips.

"Your Majesty." Anastasia says softly.

"My Queen, you are well, I trust?" Henry asked.

"Yes, every well."

"I am happy to hear. I thought we could spend the day together, if you wish it?" Henry walked around the room, eyeing everything and everyone.

"I do, husband. I would love nothing more than to be in your company."

"Wonderful, but first, I would like to see our daughter."

"Of course. Bring Margaret." Caroline walked forward and bowed before passing the sleeping baby to Anastasia. Henry looks in aww at his new daughter. She was just as tiny as Mary and Elizabeth were when they had been born. Henry took Margaret carefully and cradled. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He hands his daughter back to Caroline and takes Anastasia's hand.

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Henry and Anastasia walk towards the gardens with two of her five ladies, Kathleen and Maria.

"Sweetheart, I have come to realize that I don't know much about you." Henry starts off. Anastasia nods in understanding.

"What would you like to know, husband?"

"Anything, everything if possible."

"Alright." Anastasia starts. "I have lived in Russia my entire life. I have many brothers and sisters, some half siblings and such. I speak many languages. My own mother is granddaughter to the Borgia Pope, so I grew up a Catholic. Some people say I have a quick temper, but I didn't see it. During the sprin—"

"Sweetheart, take a breath." Henry laughs making Anastasia blushing in embarrassment. Kathleen and Maria smile at how happy their queen and friend look.

"Such a beautiful day." Anastasia says, looking up at the blue sky.

"Not as beautiful as you, of course." They looked into each other's eyes, Henry smiled wide at his wife.

"Your Majesty." Anastasia mentally grunts at the sound of Jane. She approached them, wore a dress at pushed her breasts so high up, it was as if there were going to fall out. Henry smiled at her in a lustful way. Anastasia looks at her two ladies to see them glaring at Jane.

"Jane, what brings you here? You should be with our son." Henry said. Jane steps closer to him, acting as if she didn't see Anastasia.

"Edward is all right. I have been missing you so much." Jane rubs her hand up and down Henry's chest.

"We saw each other yesterday."

"I know, my love. Will you come back to my chambers?" Jane says seductively. Her plan was to have Henry spend as little time with Anastasia as possible, she doesn't want Anastasia to be with child ago.

"Later Jane, but for now I will spend my time with my wife. Go back to your chamber." Henry pushes her hands away. Jane's mouth opens and closes like a fish.

"But, Henry— "

"Go." Henry said loudly. Jane hid back a scowl and bows before running off. Anastasia chuckles quietly, before Henry looks at her. "Shall we?"

Kathleen smirks at Maria. Jane will never succeed, not while they're around.

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The king and queen sit close to each other while eating. It had been a well day spent, they both had thought. Henry felt like he had known her forever. It wasn't like Catherine or Anne or even Jane. Anastasia was different, she hadn't complained about his affair like Anne had did. And she is young enough to bare him many more children, something that Catherine couldn't do. Then, the idea came to him.

"Sweetheart?" Henry calls softly. Anastasia looks up.

"Yes, husband?"

"I have decided that our daughter, Margaret, will be given a house, Hatfield perhaps. She will be well taken care of there." Henry says. In his mind he believes it to be a great idea. Except, he doesn't know, he is separating a mother from her child, just like he did to Catherine. Anastasia was shocked in a horrid way and looked at her ladies before back at the king.

"But, Your Majesty—"

"There will be no discussion. Please, sweetheart, eat." Henry waves off before chew on a piece of chicken. Anastasia had lost her appetite then and there.

Her heart shatters into a million pieces. Her daughter will be taken from her.

HI THERE, SO I'LL BE RETURNING TO SCHOOL AND THERE WON'T BE CHAPTERS COMING OUT AS OFTEN AS IT WAS FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS. I'M ALSO MAKING ANOTHER THE TUDORS STORY, SO MAKE SHOULD TO KEEP A LOOK OUT FOR THAT.