𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬

June 26th 1534

"Marie sends her regards Anne" Margaret smiles as she hands her the opened letter.

Anne takes a few minutes to scan through the letter before placing it down on the table "I wish I could leave this bloody room"

"There just trying to keep you safe Anne"

"Don't you mean my son safe. And the only one doing so is Henry"

"For many good reasons, one wanting to keep you safe and the future king of England"

"How do you know that Margaret, my life is plain misery. Henry has gone behind my back once more and not just with anyone. With my own sister"

"Anne"

"I don't hate you or blame you. You know that" Anne sighs "Its like he's falling out of love for me and falling for you. We both know how I got here. How I became Queen Margaret"

"You became Queen because he loves you and you are young"

"I was young" Anne snaps "Im thirty three Margaret"

"Sister"

"Meanwhile he has you, your young"

"Doesn't mean a thing I'm twenty six soon you know that"

"Your still young" Anne sighs "What will I do if It's not a boy"

"Don't think like that" Margaret states "If the baby is healthy that's all that matters. It proves you can bare a son at some point"

"Im sorry, I just hate having to stay in here"

"Then don't, come to the party with me"

"I am the Queen" Anne smirks as she stands up.

"No one told you that you were confined. They just said it was best to be kept away"

"Come then" Anne smiles as Margaret stands up and looks at Annes ladys "I shall be back soon. I'm just going on a walk with my sister. There is no need for any of you to follow"

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"So how is the Queen?" Charles asks as he takes a seat next to henry.

"Just fine as i've heard"

"What Shall you do if it's not a boy" He then asks not wanting Anne on the throne much longer.

"I'll lose all my hope" Henry admits as Music begins playing once more "Englands needs a heir either way"

"I'm sure you will have a son, Your majesty," Charles states as he sits back in his seat and watches everyone dancing. And that's when he catches a glimpse of the woman who was supposed to be protecting the future heir of England. She stood at the side as her eyes were on the dance floor. Charles knew Henry didn't notice yet and he looked over to where the Queen was looking. And saw the young woman, one whom he admired for her boldness. Margaret was Dancing for her sister as the two laughed with one another.

"It seems you haven't noticed your Queen and her Sister Margaret have joined the party" Charles speaks up knowing full well Henry would have it off with Anne.

"What are you on about Charles" Henry groans as Charles point to where Anne stood then pointed to Margaret who was still twirling around "It seems both your lady and Queen are true sisters once more"

"Oh come Anne, come dance" Margaret pleads as she stops danding and walks to Anne grabbing her hands wanting her to join "I don't like seeing you stood there alone"

"I'm quite fine a spectator of your dancing little sister"

"Well then I shall not dance one more moment without you"

"You know Sister princess and Queens have parties like this all the time. Just imagine if I found you a prince to wed" Anne spoke playfully as Margaret rolled her eyes "I am the Queen of England I could make it happen"

"I think I shall be happy being wed to a prince" Margaret states as he feels eyes staring at her from behind but ignores it "Or perhaps a french man"

"Anne, I never knew your sister was ready to wed a nobleman. So who shall it be then Margaret"

Margaret knew the voice as she caught her sister's small frown confirming that she was right. Margaret turned around and smiled awkwardly as she took a stand next to Anne.

"Your majesty" Margaret bowed her head and didn't dare to look at him.

"Anne you shouldn't be out of your chambers" Henry ignores Margaret as he turns his attention to Anne "Anne"

"I was just having some air" Anne snarls "Margaret Sweet sister I shall leave you now"

"Of course Anne" Margaret smiled softly and kissed Annes cheek as she then walked off. Margaret then went to walk off as Henry stopped her and pulled her close to him.

"So what was this about you wedding a french man" He whispered in her ear "Go on my lady"

"It was a joke" She replied as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"And was it a joke when you took your sister the Queen out of her chambers"

"I-i you would have to ask her"

"My lady your testing my patiences with what is it with you Boleyn woman"

"People are around us" She whispers.

"And why should I care, afterall I am the king"

"Then you should have more than enough patience My king"

"I quite like that" He muttered.

"Like what"

"Nothing Margaret, but stay far from Anne for now"

"What why" Margaret snapped as she removed Henry's arm from her waist "She's my sister"

"And she ended up somewhere that's not out her chambers"

"Why are you making her feel trapped, that is no way to treat a woman let alone a Queen"

"She's only a fucking Queen because of me. I can easily tear her and your family down. Back to where you all came from"

Margaret hated when others spoke of her family and here the king himself was telling her how he raised her family and he could easily take them down Which wasn't true a all. she wouldn't have it, who was he to make threats. She knew she had to make sure he knew if he tore down her family they would still be welcomed with honor in france.

"Go ahead then Henry, Us boleyn's are more welcome in france then we are here right now. We have a great honour there. More than this country which is being ruled by a total Prick"

At that minute she didnt care if anyone heard her utter those words to the king. He had crossed a line more than she had ever.

"Margaret watch your words" He warned her as she began to walk away "Margaret dont walk away. You know why Anne is in her chambers"

"Guess I'll Take it up with our prick of a king. If my prayers hoping he drops dead doesn't work"

Henry wanted to punch someone as she walked away. He was the fucking king and here he was wanting to beg a girl to forgive him. He didn't know why The Boylen fucking woman where so hard to please. Margaret was different then Anne yes, she was kind and sweet. But when it came to oens she loved she could be worse then henry himself. Which was saying something.

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"Your majesty what are you doing here this late" Anne spoke vaguely as she looked at henry who was furious "I never knew my sister was one to bite"

"Everyone one fucking heard what she said Anne, its your fault"

"How is it my fault" Anne snarls "You were the one to say unkind words about my family"

"Unkind fucking unkind" Henry snaps "I am the king of England, you are nothing your family is nothing"

"Go ahead say another word Henry Ill call Margaret in and Hopefully will put you in your place once more. Someone has to because everyone else here is to scared to say a thing, or when it comes to saying no"

"Stop arguing with me it's not good for our son"

"Perhaps Margaret was right about the king of England" Anne whispered "But I shall give you a son Henry. It my duty as wife as queen and as someone who loves you"

"Anne," He warns her.

"Why aren't I enough, why isn't Elizabeth and I enough for you" Anne ass "Why did you feel the need to bed almost every woman here and even my own sister"

"Every Man has needs"

"You could have got them anywhere else, but you took my sister"

"Margaret is different" He admits "But that doesn't mean i don't love you Anne"

"Then why do you want to name her your mistress, Why make Her go through everything I did.You even allow her to speak to you like that" Anne questions "Do you love her"

"No" He lies knowing full well he did "But Doesn't mean I don't like her or like How she is. You have to get use to it Anne"

"Why should I"

"Know your place Like Catherine did with you"

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July 2nd 1534

She was still pissed at Henry. He didn't need to utter a single word that night. But he did and it was of Anne , her sister. It was too far. But she still couldn't stay away from the king not for long. Not when he was the king and as she said no one could say no to him.

"Mr cromwell As I've said I'm not interested" Margaret tells the man as he walks beside her.

"And As i've said Lady Margaret he is the king. You have to attend the meeting" cromwell sighs "Lady Margaret"

"What Mr Cromwell" She snaps as she finally stops walking "Why follow his every order musically this foolish one"

"You know full well Lady Margaret"

"Fine, I will see him. When is the meeting with his majesty"

"About that right now"

"My god Thomas Cromwell '' She says his full name "You and I are friends because I spend time with his majesty. Well you could have said that straight away"

"And he knew you would have said No"

"I said no in the first place,but Mr cromwell you go back to your real work Ill go speak with our dear King"

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"Cromwell well where is she" Henry snaps as the doors open and he sighs in relief "Margaret"

"I heard his dear majesty needed me" Margaret bowed her head still respecting him.

"I am more the sorry about my words the other week"

Margaret sighs as she moves away from the doors "But Im not"

"What?" He almost snaps.

"The king of England is a prick," Margaret spoke with a straight face. Henry being who he was. Was about to snap once more before a playful grin appeared on her face "I am sorry as well your majesty that my prayers didn't work"

"Margaret" He chuckled.

"Sorry" She whispered "I have to be of to tend to Anne"

"There's no need" Henry stops her.

She knew not to question him once more so al she did was nod her head "Then I should find my brother. We have things to discuss before my father returns to court"

"Of course you can do as you wish Margaret"

She really hoped that was true because right now she knew Anne was confined in her chambers, she knew Catherine was confined to a house. She also knew his own daughter was confined in Hatfield house to tend to her niece. She liked Her but she wasn't going to end up like any other woman in his life. She just wouldn't have it.

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September 23rd 1534

It was miracle for Margaret to be happy for so long, but she was. Anne was ready to give birth any day now. And Margaret had been spending almost all her time with the king. More than ever.

Henry had his eyes on Margaret at every ball or celebration. He wanted to keep what was his near him and he didn't want anyone else near her.

Margaret knew her father was proud of her and Anne. But he still expected her to be with child by now, but Margaret on the other hand didn't care. She was now twenty six years of age. She was still young and she could do as she pleased

"My god Brother where have you been" Margaret smiled as she embraced the man then backed away "Well spit it out, I haven't seen you all week"

"It's nothing that concerns you Little sister"

Margaret pouts as she links arms with him and the two began to walk "Anne is to have her child soon, hopefully a healthy son"

"No no there is something else, well come on Margaret"

"Father is here and I'm going to ask him if I can return home"

"Why on earth would the king allow that"

"He will have to" Margaret snaps "I have to leave"

Margaret has he harmed you" She shakes her head as he stops walking "Tell me whatever you need to. I have known you since you were born"

"I shall tell you but not a word to another"

"I swear sister"

 "I'm scared"

"Margaret"

"Not for me"