𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐲

April 28th 1536

"I wish for a grand party for my sons upcoming birthday" Henry states as he looks at Brandon "A year and my boy is still healthy"

"A boy just like his father then" Charles says as Henry grins.

"Yes Brandon, my son will be just like me"

"So you wish to throw a party. I shall attend with my wife"

"Yes do, Margaret enjoys the company of young Catherine"

"As Catherine enjoys the company of Lady Margaret" Charles sighs "You do not ask me here tk speak about planning a party your majesty"

Henry nods taking a seat as he looks up at Brandon "No I did not"

"We have gathered everything. We have proof from the Queen's lady's and those who are close with her" Charles admits "Even the men ehe is ac- has been with"

"What am I suppose to do"

"You know what, The arrest Warrent is there your majesty. All it needs is your signature then she would be taken to the tower to wait for your further plans"

Henry watches as Charles places the paper on his desk "Think about it your majesty, people have addmited to the crimes with the queen. But if you arrest her you must also deal with Lady Margaret. As it is not just her sister you arrest but her brother and father"

Henry sighs as he looks at the Warrent.

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April 29th 1536

"Father" Margaret smiled as she hugged the man, the last time she had properly seen him was at Christmas. But now he was here back at the castle.

"My daughter Margaret Boleyn" Thomas muttered letting her go as sbe took a step back "My look at you"

"Nothing about me as changed since Christmas father"

"No but the boy you brought into this world, the future king is to be a year old soon"

"I know that, James is my son" Margaret states "My sweet boy"

"And does anyone know"

"If you are referring to what I think you are then no" Margaret asmits. Her father was here for the upcoming celebrations for her sons first birthday. And to try sort out what has been happening. Margaret had told her father of what George's wife haf said "Should I worry"

"You my daughter have no need to worry. Unless that grandson of mines dies"

"Do not say that" She snaps not liking what he had said about James "My son has been well since be was born. He is thriving"

"I shall see your sister and then perhaps see you tomorrow daughter"

"Of course Father" Margaret said as she smiled softly unaware she would not get to speak to her father tomorrow or the upcoming days.

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"Has father not caught up to you" Margaret questioned as she found her brither walking around the gardens "He left me about an hour or two ago to see Anne and you"

"I've been busy dear sister" George sighs seeing her stop "Margaret what is it"

"I wish for us to spend time together with worrying for once. Without Anne and her rambling about our family's end"

His face softens as he nods his head "Fine"

"Thank you George. Father is staying for two weeks for James birthday"

"Alot of people are happy that they have a prince to celebrate for"

"He's not just another prince George"

"What is my nephew then if he is not the prince?"

"He is my son, my everything. He is my whole heart"

"As you and Anne are mine dear sister"

"I love you brother as I love our family."

George smiles slightly hugging her "You are to kind today Margaret"

"I'm always kind" She laughs as she let's him go "Perhaps I'm not, but today I am the most happy"

"You almost sound like Anne"

"Almost" She replies "But not quite as I'm no Queen. I'm just well I'm just Margaret" She reminds him "Although if I were to have a motto it would be humble and loving"

"Of course that would be your motto" George playfully rolls his eyes gaining a soft slap to his arm from his younger sister "That actually hurt"

"No it did not"

"It did" George argues back.

"No no it did not" She repeated.

"Fine it did not"

Margaret grins as George kisses her forehead "Go you've annoyed me enough for one day little sister"

"Rude" Margaret jokes as she sends a smile to him once more as she walks off. Making her way back inside the walls of the castle.

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May 1st 1536

He sat across from were she was watching as she danced with a lord be die not know. That he did not care for like he knew she did not care for.

She just loved dancing. He wanted Margaret, more then he haf ever wanted Anne or even Jane Seymour. She was the one to give him his son and heir.

And she was the only one he had ever loved without having another catch his eye. Yes he took Jane when Margaret had broke ties with him.

But now that he had her back, he did not wish to loose her. But he had to do what he must. He stood up retiring from the party and mafe his way to his meeting chambers. Calling for Thomas Cromwell.

Henry waited for a mere ten minutes before the man entered.

"Your majesty it is quite late I'd thought you'd be at the party" Cromwell greeted his king as he watched him take a pen and write his name on a piece of paper.

Not any type of paper, but the arrest warrant of his wife and queen.

"There it is done" Henry snaps "Tomorrow she shall be taken to the tower until I decide what to do with her"

"Yes your majesty" Cromwell answered holding back a smile.

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May 2nd 1536

Margaret awoke in the morning. Her plans for the day was to set out for Hatfield and see her son before he came here for his birthday.

And then she hoped to see Anne, she had not spoken to her sister since they argued.

She did not wait for the maids who helped her dress to come. As she dressed herself. As she was about to tie her hair up she heard the doors open. Her eyes landed on Henry and behind him were two guards. Henry walked in the guards closing the doors behind him.

His eyes went to her hair, which he had not seen down in there natural curls for a while. She had not yet done it. But he liked the way her hair was when down.

He snapped himself out of those thoughts as he sighed.

"Henry" Margaret greeted him concerned why he was there and why there were guards on the other side of the doors "What is it, what is going on"

"You are to be confined to your chambers until further notice" Henry announces looking anywhere but at her.

Margaret didn't believe him as she took a step back "What, why. What have I done"

"You've not done anything Margaret you gave me my son"

"Then wh-why"

"As we speak my men are taking Anne to the tower"

Margaret felt like she could faint hearing those words. But she remained calm it done not mean anything not yet.

"And what are you to do with my sister"

"They shall be tried with treason"

"But she has not, she would not" was all Margaret could say as she caught onto that he had said they and not her "They, who are they"

"Margaret"

"Who did you mean by they"

"Many men"

"Who"

"One of her musicians, a fvew men she has been seen with and" He paused he hated Anne but could not bring himself to have Margaret hate him "the lord Rochford"

Margaret backed onto the wall as she looked up at her king "Leave, get out"

"Margaret I never"

"You are the king are you not, you mean everything you do" Margaret snaps "You have confined me I am not allowed to leave, but if you do not leave England shall have no king"

Henry does not say anything else leavibg the room were The mother of his son was confined to.

Margaret fell to the floor not being able to stand. She could not she did not what to think anymore. She wanted to be wuth her sister and brother.

But this was only the start......

An - hope you enjoyed this chapter :)