In which King Edward IV finds himself captivated by a woman he cannot have and no matter how many years pass or how hard he tries, he is unable to give up on their love. For she had a place in his heart no one else could have, a place not even his o...
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Elizabeth sat in the courtyard of Westminster as her mother and her brother Anthony stood in front of her, listening to her complain about Nora.
"Nora of Lancaster. We've all heard stories about her over the years, but now that I see it up close, I cannot believe it," Elizabeth confessed, an uneasy look on her face, "Before we married, Edward said Nora was gone from court and was never coming back, yet here she is."
"And how does that affect you? She broke the king's heart. They are done and finished. What they had was in the past. You are his wife and his queen, not her." Jaquetta complained, clearly not believing Nora was something her daughter had to be worried about.
"They say she's a queen in all but name."
"Have you tried asking your husband?" Anthony asked, causing Elizabeth to turn to him with an angry look.
"And what should I ask him?" Elizabeth complained, "I don't have to ask when I can already see. The moment he laid eyes on her when he was introducing me to his siblings. I could see it. I could see it in his eyes. He cares for her. Deeply, I imagine, if he still looks at her like that after she broke his heart."
"You are the queen, Elizabeth. She is nothing more than a widow and the daughter of Thomas FitzRoy," Jaquetta argued in a stern tone, "You flatter her to even dwell on her name."
"Her two children are his, I know it. She's given him two children. A boy and a girl. A boy who may challenge my future sons' claim to the throne if the rumors are true and Edward did, in fact, marry her," Elizabeth continued on, standing up from her seat.
Knowing they weren't listening to her, Elizabeth glared at her mother and her brother before storming off.
Just an hour later Jaquetta Woodville walked into the room Duchess Cecily sat in with her ladies and Nora. She stood alongside her daughter, Elizabeth Woodville, and a few of her other daughters.
Elizabeth looked uneasy when she locked eyes on Nora, the only person in the room given a seat beside the Dowager Duchess.
Cecily sat before her, wearing a gown covered in jewels and a large headdress that resembled a crown. Nora wore an elegant dress as well, but didn't wear the holier than thou expression Cecily did.
When Elizabeth entered, neither Cecily nor Nora made any attempt to bow to her, despite her now being Queen of England.
Each woman smiled, curtsying not only to Cecily, but both Duchesses, seeing as though they hadn't been able to do it to Nora earlier, what with Edward dragging Elizabeth away so quickly.
"Duchess Cecily. Duchess Nora," Elizabeth greeted both women, a large smile on her face, "It is an honor to meet you both--"
Cecily turned her head away from Elizabeth, as if to tell her to shut up. Nora smiled slightly, an amused look appearing on her face. It was obvious to her at that moment that Elizabeth would not be favored by Cecily as she was.
