"I HAVE READ THE STARS," SHE SAID, a small hand going over his own as she gave his fingers a squeeze. Henry looked down at her, noting that she had a mischievous glint in her eye. One that he had come to adore when it came to her. "You shall have a son, Henry. You shall have seven." "Seven?" Henry laughed, the sound making the young Duchess only smile wider. "What makes you think that I will have seven?" "Fate. Trust in me and my words, I will not lead you down a false path, Your Majesty."All Rights Reserved