chapter nine

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The dark hallways of the English castle caused Joanna panic as she slept. She heard voices and whispers in the wall. When she awoke it seemed as though the ghosts of her dead great uncles who were the heirs to England before they were killed and the Tudor curse began.

"Joanna." A voice whispered

"Who's there?" Joanna asked

"Joanna." She leapt out of bed and followed the voices

"Tell me who's there!" Joanna demanded

"Annie?" It was Rosa

"Hello Rosa." Annie smiled

"What are you doing?" She asked her

"Nothing at all." Joanna left back to her chambers

"Who's there?" Rosa whispered but no one replied

Only the ghosts in the castle watched as the traitorous ancestors of the York line followed. The Lancaster's had ruled until Edward and his warrior wife Helena had destroyed the English and taken the castle.

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Henry had spent much of the last few months with his mistress and their son Charles. Isabella had felt left out and upset. She as angry and mad about him leaving her.

"I don't know what to do Rosa." Isabella sat on her bed

"Did you tell him how you feel?" She asked

"He's not Charles. He won't listen to me." Isabella sadly said

"Maybe you need to try other methods." Clara said

"Like what?" Isabella asked

"He has a bastard child to be born by his French whore. Maybe you should remove her from her rooms and send her somewhere only you know. Then convince him of your deepest desire. He'll have to agree." Clara said

"And what if he kills her?" Rosa questioned

"He wouldn't. She's the mother of his sons." Clara said

"Maybe." Isabella sat down and looked out the window to her sons playing with her daughters.

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"Mother?" Anne looked to her mother

Anne was the bastard daughter of Henry VIII and a year younger than Mary her half-sister.

Though an English lady she often found herself secluded from society. Days had become boring and quiet. Her brother Henry was the first son and decided he was his favourite even over his own legitimate ones.

Anne was with her mother since Henry lived in his castle. And she missed him terribly.

"Yes, Anne?" Her mother was in one of her moods.

"When will Henry return?" Anne asked her

"Never." Her mother said

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