(A/n: this chapter, it will be in Catherine of Aragon's POV. Enjoy!)

"Catalina, are you thinking about Maryam again?" Jane asked as I looked up from seeing baby blue forget-me-nots growing.. the same color as the sweet and soft woman with the short warm chocolate locks. From what I found, when I was forced to leave.. Maryam joined me as she gave my daughter, Mary a miniature portrait of me before she left. "Yes.. I can't believe it's her.. she's still the same girl I fell for after the divorce." I tell her, thinking back on the day on June 23rd, 1533..

(Flashback, 23rd of June, 1533.)
"You wished to speak to me, my queen?" Asked Maryam as she wore a simple light blue spring gown with yellow gemstones and a small English hood with a pale white veil flowing down her back.

"Yes, I did."

We both began walking until we reached the Spanish garden that was planted, next to the brilliant red rose bushes. The flowers paled in comparison to sweet Maryam..

"The reason I asked you to follow me here was so that I could confess something to you.." Maryam was silent and confused as she let me continue with a small bob of her head.

"Maryam Lilian Rouge.. I asked you to come here was so that I could ask you to be my betrothed." I handed her a small ring as she looked at it in shock when I placed it into her little hand.

She looked at me as she smiled and slid the ring onto her finger, silently accepting my proposal.

(End of flashback!)
I needed to find her. She lost me once and she would never lose me again.. not in this life. Just as I was thinking that, the doorbell rang. "Who could that be at this hour?" Anne asked as Jane opened the door. I froze as I saw who it was.. It was Maryam.

She wore a intricate pale yellow dress with a light amount of lace, simple nude colored flats, and around her neck was the engagement ring I had given her all those years ago. It was on a golden chain, contrasting with the silver of the ring's base. She looked beautiful...

"Can I talk to Catalina? I.. have something to tell her." She asked, her baby blues meeting mine. "Of course. We'll let you two have some privacy." Replied Jane as Maryam smiled softly at her. "Thank you."

Maryam walked over to me and blushed softly. "I remember now.. I'm sorry I couldn't remember you.." She whispered, clearly blaming herself. I pulled her into a hug and held her tightly, refusing to let her go. "It's alright, hermosa. You're safe now." Beautiful.

Maryam hugged back, hiding her face in my shoulder. She was just as beautiful as she once was in life... I was happy to see her again. This time, we would never lose each other ever again. This time, we could finally be together without the past society preventing us from doing so.

"I know what you are thinking my love. Even though we are finally together once more, we will need to start from the bottom and work our way up. I don't want my siblings to scream."

I understood what she was saying and agreed with a small bob of my head. Maryam knew what her soft and sweet personality always did to me back then and now.. Most of the ladies teased us by saying that our respective girlfriends/crushes had us wrapped tightly around their little fingers and found it funny yet thought it was endearing in a way.

Maryam looked up at and kissed me. I returned the gesture as I felt the whole world fade out around us. Nobody else, just me and my sweet, calm, innocent and soft beloved angel.