Everyone seemed to know my destiny before I did. I am their Hope, I am His Hope. Hope is what I was names and Hope is what I shall bring. To my father, to my family, to my King.
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Our Family finally left the sanctuary of the Abbey. Elizabeth and I were to go to court, mother and our sisters would return to Gafton under house arrest. I looked up at my home as we arrived. I was helped down from my horse and joined up with my sister.
"You do know why we're here right, sister?" I asked Lizzie
"Our Uncle misses us." she answered and I shake my head
"No, he has heard of my betrothal to Henry Tudor and wishes to keep an eye on me, on us. But as it turns out this will work in our favour?" I reply
"How so?"
"We can turn Uncle Richard back to our side and away from that viper wife of his that constantly spreads poison about us. Oh will she regret the day that she and her family crossed ours." I turn back to our home
"What do we do?"
"Simple, we will be our charming selves." I grin "The whole country supports us more so the city. I have a feeling it won't be that hard to push her into madness." we laughed
"Come Cecily." I held out my hand to her and she took it. Once we were settled we were taking to see the false Queen. Lizzie, Cecily and I curtsied to her. I stepped forward and kissed her hand
"Mistress Hope." Lizzie was next
"Elizabeth." Cecily went after "Cecily. You will find me a easy Queen to serve. Unlike others before me." I hid a smile at her attempt to insult our mother. I felt eyes on my intently but I brushed it off.
Later that evening Lizzie and I played cello for the court, I was quite efficient in playing the instrument but I preferred sword fighting or archery. I smiled softly as the tune we played enticed the members of the court. I stopped seeing our Uncle right in front of us. He offered his hand to me. I smiled and took it, Lizzie took my cello and moved aside as we began to dance.
When Lizzie and I returned to my chambers we close the door. She started giggling, I grinned.
"You are truly and Enchantress sister." she commented
"We both are, I saw Lord Strange's eye on yourself, Lord Stanley's son. That would annoy Lady Margaret if she sees me as un worthy because your next."
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Lizzie, Cecily and I were helping the false Queen change. I was helping her with her dress when she pulled away.
"Go! Go!" she ordered "Get out!" we curtsied to her and left. I smiled at my Uncle as we left.
"She's crumbling, sister. Slowly." I whisper smirking and taking her arm. Lizzie snorted covering her mouth.
"What are you two whispering about?" Cecily scowled at us
"Nothing, sister." we replied
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The next day we followed the false Queen when we saw my Uncle with his advisors. She stopped in front of him and we stood beside her. Uncle Richard held up is hand intending to give it to his wife.
"Princess Hope, may I walk you into dine." I raised an eyebrow at his boldness. I briefly looked at my sister before taking his hand. We walked past a visibly hurt Anne. We were almost to the dining hall when we heard Anne
"Richard!" she yelled, we turned and saw her running off. Richard let go of my hand and followed her. I rejoined my sister. We heard that something was wrong with our cousin Edward.
"Come on." I pulled her along to see what was happening. There hanging just by the door was our other cousin Margaret. "Maggie, come here." I held out my arms and she ran into them. I hugged her close as we heard the sobs come from in the room
