The Belle of St. Petersburg •The Tudors

chapter •olga

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As Anastasia grown large every month, the Seymour grew with a strong rage. Henry had not once returned to Jane, even when Anastasia was very pregnant. He spent his time keeping busy with matters of the kingdom.

Caroline was forced by her family to watch the Queen. She stayed close and did her best to learn new secrets, but every time she walked in the room the ladies would be silent until she left. But Caroline also did her duty and took care of the Queen. Watched what she ate and asked if she was ever in any pain. The pain of murdering a babe still weighed heavily on her, but she prays everyday for her soul and her Queen.

Now that Anastasia had reached her fifth month, she had received a letter saying her sister, Olga, had given birth. A beautiful boy was brought into the world.

Anastasia was anxious about her children. If she did not give birth to a son, she will be done for.

She had written back to Olga and telling her she will be brought to English when she is well enough to travel. She had told Henry about her sister. Henry was reluctant about having her at his court, but agree nonetheless.

Another month has passed by. From the letter Anastasia received, Olga had recovered and was packed up to leave Russia. The royal couple sat on their thrones and awaited the arrival of their Queen's sister. Mary and Elizabeth sat beside their step-mother. Mary had Margaret perched on her lap, playing with wooden doll. Anastasia wanted her sister to meet them.

Anastasia was anxious in seeing her younger sister. Olga was always know for causing trouble and that exact trouble has gotten her pregnant. Henry looked away from Francis Bryan, who he allowed to join them despite Anastasia protest, and turned to find his wife silent.

"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Henry asked, placing a hand on hers. Anastasia looks at him with a smile.

"Yes, just nervous is all, along with my dress not allowing me to breath much."

"I shall have your ladies fix that. Maybe you should return to your chamber and rest for a while." Henry says, ready to stand and help him wife up, but Anastasia held him down to keep him seated.

"No, I should be here. I want Olga to see a familiar face here." Anastasia says, smiling through the pain she was feeling. She made a note to have the physician look at the problem. And so they sat there. The two eldest daughters of Henry sat happily, being included in things like this meant their father truly cared and loving them. They were once again feeling like princesses.

Henry let go of Anastasia's hand and occasional gave a squeeze. Anastasia was content and stared at the doors, any moment her sister would walk though.

Everyone made way for the Grand Duchess. Olga kept her head high, following Charles Brandon, who she learned was the Duke of Suffolk. Following Olga was her own lady in waiting and a wet nurse for her son, Peter. Charles stopped at two large doors and turned to Olga.

"Your Imperial Highness, the King and Queen are inside waiting for you." Charles says. Olga nods and turn to the wet nurse.

"Podozhdi zdes', poka ya ne vernus'." Wait here until I come back. Olga instructs.

"Kak pozhelayete, vashe vysochestvo." As you wish, Your Highness. The wet nurse answers with a bow. Olga looked at Charles Brandon and nods. The Duke of Suffolk knocked on the door and they open. He walks in first and  bows to the King and Queen.

"Her Imperial Highness, Grand Duchess Olga Alexeyevna of Russia." Charles announces.