The Mistress of King Henry VIII

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Praying

Queen Victoria

June 22nd, 1519

I sat in my bed holding my prayer beads as I recited the prayer over and over again.

"Father God, we lift up all those who are facing illness. We ask that You would bring healer, comfort, and peace to their bodies." I said before the door opened and I opened my eye to see Emilia and Morgana step in.

"Has word come of my brother?" I asked as I did the sign of the cross and placed my prayer beads beside my bed.

"Nothing yet, Your Majesty. They have stitched up his head but he is not away." Morgana said and I shared a look at her.

"My parents?" I asked Emilia who sent me a weak smile.

"Your mother has not been feeling well since hearing the news of Liam. She is back at your estate home." She explained and I nodded.

"My father? Jonathan?"

"With Liam," Emilia whispered and I nodded as my head went to my belly and I felt a strong kick.

"Emilia. May you go fetch me some grapes?" I asked and Emilia bowed her head before turning and walking away.

Once I made sure she was gone I quickly closed the door and turned to Morgana who stepped backward.

"I will not hurt you. You have trusted me with your secret and I shall keep it. I shall honor it." I began and Morgana nodded.

"Of course," She said and I inhaled softly before I felt the tears well up in my eyes.

"He is my big brother. He is my bestest friend and I cannot imagine a life without him. I will not live a life without him." I begged as I grasped her hands.

"I could make an elixir by tomorrow morning. But I have to sneak into the physician's quarters and slip it to him." She began and I nodded as I reached up and wiped my eyes.

"Please Morgana. The last time I ask of something with your powers was for evil and I regret that. Now I shall ask it for good. I beg of you. Save my brother." I whispered and she nodded as she lifted her hand up and helped me sit.

"Relax, Your Majesty. This is not good for the babe." She said and I nodded as I inhaled softly.

"I am fine. I am going to go visit my brother now." I stated as I stood up and reached for my cloak. Making sure the light cloak was wrapped tightly I walked out of my quarters and made my way to the physician's quarters.

The guards bowed their heads to me and opened the doors for me. I gasped when I saw Anne Boylen near my brother's bed.

"You will leave!" I growled and everyone jumped. Anne Boylen raised an eyebrow at me before stepping backward.

"I was just saying a prayer for him."

"Nous n'avons pas Besoin de votre prière protestante." (We do not need your Protestant prayers.) I hissed and Anne smirked at me.

"And what of your catholic prayers?" She hissed as I stepped closer to her.

"I have gotten rid of Bessie Blout as well as the Dowager Princess of Wales. You are nothing." I growled and she stared at me for a moment before laughing.

"Well, now the evil Queen has shown herself." She stated and before I could say anything I heard footsteps and turned around to see Henry stepping into the room.

"Lady Boylen, do you feel ill?" Henry asked cooly and I fought back a smirk.

"No, Your Majesty. I am very healthly."

"Then why are you here?"

"To say a prayer for Prince Liam of Cambridge of course." She said with a smile which made my blood boil.

"And as my wife and your Queen have stated we do not need your prayers. Liam shall wake up soon." He said and Anne's face fell.

"And should you not be with your daughter Lady Isabella Boylen?" I asked and Anne quickly turned to me and raised her hand as if to strike me. I did not even blink as Henry grabbed her hand and I heard a crack and Anne scream.

"I dare you to lay your hand on my wife." He hissed and I quickly rushed between Henry.

"Enough! Not near Liam." I begged and Henry stared at me for a moment before he let go of Anne and stepped closer to me. Anne stared at us with tears rolling down her cheek before he turned and made her way to a nurse to help mend her.

"Are you sure he is going to wake up?" I whispered as I stepped to my brother and brushed some of his hair back to see the scar that was now there.

"If we keep praying then yes. He shall wake up." He said and I nodded as I bent down and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Réveillez mon cher frère. La mère et le père ont Besoin de toi." (Wake my dear brother. Mother and father need you.) I whispered before I fixed his blanket and sighed.

"Come to my love. Let us go visit the children. I have just come from signing the engagement between Henri and Charlotte." He said and I sighed softly.

"Will she be coming to England or Henri shall go to France?" I asked as I wrapped my arm around him and allowed him to lead me out of the physician quarters and to somewhere unknown.

"She shall come to England once she turns five. She is two very soon." He stated and I smiled softly.

"Good. I do not wish to lose my first son." I whispered and Henry chuckled.

"Do not worry. We won't."