Winter garden

The fur that lined my hood brushed against my ear; the soft hairs tickling the sensitive, pale skin, causing a smile to spread across her lips. Winter held the world in it's icy grip; everything that would be green and full of life, was encrusted in frozen crystals as a chill breeze cut throw my body; my slender frame shivering... despite being draped in a heavy cloak,
However, I loved the fresh air: the freedom to think with nothing but the sky above me and move as I did. It was like taking that first breath after being trapped inside a tight, enclosed place. It was freeing.
Alone, I strolled, the frost crackling as I stepped against the ground. My golden hair hung over my left shoulder; plaited loosely for ease under the dramatic hood of my cloak.
Thoughts were my only company; my worries and desires travelling around my brain like ships upon a raging sea. What did the future hold for her? For her daughter? Would she stay at court and be with her brother or would she retreat to the country, take Lizzie with her, and live out their days in obscurity?
All were options. All were to be considered... And my mind would ponder upon them for much longer.

I found it hard adjusting to being back at the palace in recent months I had lived in peace and quite watching my twin boys grow not giving life at Whitehall a second chance. I was starting to find the behavior of others extremely tiresome and overbearing why didn't my brother just banish the annoying person in the country for a season or two letting everyone else enjoy themselves without fear of being approached by him. Alone I decided to take a stroll as soon as the sun could break free against the winter sky only once this year had I seen a blue sky I wished for many other days like this. Turning into a more secluded part of the park, my eyes caught the attention of flowing golden locks being blown about by the wind immediately I recognized those blonde hairs. No other lady had ever made such a fixation in my memories apart from our darling mother whom Katherine reminds me of.

"Katherine"

I called out to my sister taking each step with caution just encase some ice was on the ground and I slip over.

Hearing my name called from afar, I turned to see whom the voice belonged to. A voice I recognised and knew well. Even in a flurry of windswept locks and my hood impairing my vision, I knew who it was. My beloved elder sister; Mary Rose.
A smile spread across my lips, bright and beaming like the sun, as I took my first step towards her.
"Mary!" I called. "Mary Rose" My voice cracked with a mixture of heartache and joy: it had been so long since I had last seen my sister, but words could not describe my delight to behold her now.
I sped up, caring little for the frozen ground or that I could slip, and broke into a run towards her. My cloak fluttered behind me, my gown caught the breeze and my hair cascaded about my face like a halo as I sprinted to my sister. She was here. My big sister, and in that moment, it was all that mattered to me.

I ran towards her tears of utter joy streaming down my face adding a little warmth. Time had stopped and as I wrapped my arms around my sister, I knew that I was home. Katherine wasn't just my sister whenever I was in her company memories of our mother came flooding back to me I gladly welcomed them. Since I missed my mother deeply. And in Katherine she was there I could see it. With her blonde hair the way she smiled and how her eye's sparkled when she laughed.

"Katherine! I have missed you tremendously that words seem to fail how significant it is to be reunited with you. "

Words failed me as I felt the arms of my sister engulf my body; my own wrapping themselves around her frame. A sense of calm descended upon me. A feeling that I had not felt in a very long time, not since before my marriage.
As I held my beloved elder sister for a moment longer, everything slipped away. The biting cold. The frozen ground beneath us. The courtiers the fluttered about the gardens. All of it slipped away and there was nothing but us; my sister and I.
Finally able to command language again, I sang quietly through my cracking voice and streaming tears. "You're here..."