King's Reception Room

"No physician can help him dear uncle."She said looking down.

Anne's one of ladies-in-waiting knocked at door and she entered

"Your Majesty.. I'm sorry to bother you but I have a note for you from Marquis Anne Boleyn.."

"You seem busy uncle I will just go back to Beaumaris to my father." She said softly.

Henry looked at the lady and gestured her to come closer. He took the note and read it. Anne was waiting for him in her chambers. He smiled and looked at Grace

Oh..you may stay at court, if you wish. Unless you think that your father needs you. But for now..I have to leave you, dear niece. Lady Anne Boleyn wishes to see me..

He gave back the note at the lady and nodded

I stood waiting with bated breath. It had been some time since I had stood in the presence of my brother and while for him much had changed, for me little had advanced in my life. Flattening the front of my dress, I run my hands along the smooth, soft fabric. I caress the cloth of silver in a vain attempt to soothe me. My nerves always bubbler to the surface when I met Henry before other courtiers: in private, I was calm and happy but something about the public spectacle made me anxious... I stand with my lady as we wait together, the others of my household remained in my chambers to care for my daughter. I had dismissed my Navaresse ladies as I was no longer the Dowager Queen... No longer a widow to be swathed in black. With the passing of time, I had been expected to return to my former title: my title of birth. Elizabeth would still be a princess of Navarre but I was no longer considered a queen in any regard. Only a couple of my ladies from Navarre stayed to serve my daughter and I, while the others hurried home as quickly as possible. As the steward announced me, I released a sigh. I had no need to be nervous; I was delighted to see my beloved elder brother but still I was. Muffled by the wooden doors, I could faintly hear the announcer speak. "Her Majest... Her Highness, The Princess Katherine begs an audience Majesty." Releasing another sigh, I waited to be admitted: desperately trying to be dignified as a princess should.

As the doors are opened to admit me, I move into the audience chamber with my signature grace. I approached my brother and the throne, a smile upon my face that beamed with joy. It couldn't be hidden: my happiness to see my beloved Henry. Sweeping into a curtsy, I rise but lose my footing and for a second feel myself stumble. "Well done Katie... Dignified." I whisper softly to myself: hoping that it would be the only mishap of my audience. "Welcome home, your Majesty" I smile.

Smiling, I release a sigh of happiness. It filled my heart with joy to see my brother again after so long. "Lizzie is well, growing everyday Henry... I wish I could freeze time and keep her this way a little longer" I laugh, thinking of my beautiful daughter back in my chambers. She was a light and joy in everything. "And I am well as always. But how are you Henry? I hope that all went well in France."

"I am sorry Henry, I would have loved to have been there but Lizzie had a fever... I was worried." Smiling warmly, it would been my great joy to be back in my childhood home: France. Despite being raised away from my family, I always found being in France like returning home from a journey. Warm and inviting. "And I would be honoured to be at the wedding." Tilting my head slightly, I gaze at my brother affectionately. "It makes me happy to see you so happy Henry."

Nodding, I looked at my brother, unsurprised by his decision. I was young, fertile and as one of England's two unmarried Princesses, I was expected to remarry. I had been a widow for a long while and I had my daughter to think of. "Did your Majesty have any one in mind yet?"

"You are spoilt for choice then Henry." I smile, knowing that as I was Henry's to give as he pleased, and the match would be advantageous to England. "And I will happily meet any and all suitors you choose."

I smiled, faintly and quickly. It was my brother's decision in the end whom I married but I was always grateful that he would tell me of the suitors I had attracted. "You wish to see me as a queen again Henry?" I ask, slowly making my way across the chamber towards one of the free seats that occupied it. "I will recieve his Majesty if you wish me too... though, on another note, may I discuss another matter with you brother? A matter that concerns my daughter." I ask quietly, casting my eyes around at the courtiers that shared the space with my brother and I. The matter of my disasterous visit to Scotland was something I did not wish it to spread through the court; to save myself and my young daughter the embarrassment.

I ask the servant to announce my arrival and to tell the king I must see him immediately.

Juana the Princess of Naples and Taranto was in need of much assistance from that of the King of England, she was scared and nervous but tried her best not to make it known or as visible on her face but was unsure how well she may be able to maintain such a appearance. Entering the room announced the princess stood there, she was now no friend of the empire as the man she once loved was no longer her own, it was a marriage not to be and she looked at the King although she had no children of her own or the touch of man, she was indeed a maiden, a true virgin but her heart ached inside. She had been forced to seek counsil from the King for she was to be seeking a alliance within his lands and needed permission to do so, Catholic were not always on steady ground with his majesty and hoped more then anything their relationship with their friendship still stands. Upon entering she curtsies low to his majesty the King "your majesty, I come seeking a request of you" she spoke waiting for him to speak as to what she needed, she was so nervous but knew what she must do, she handed him a parchment contained of a scroll of all details, placing it upon his table. "His majesty the King of Naples has asked of me a marriage to one of your subjects, the alliance with the empire has been broken and I never truly married to his grace, and remain a maid." She confessed "I am to seek a alliance within Cornwall, in Tintagel to the Prince of those lands, Arthur Pendragon" she confessed the details which were upon the scroll written so neatly and carefully "and with this alliance we offer our support to your majesty" she spoke to him "would your majesty accept, my marriage to the Pendragon Prince in Tintagel" she spoke knowing the prince lived in Camelot which was vast and Juana knee the Prince supported the king as well.

The princess stood before the king with her lady in waiting beside her which she dismissed so she may have a moment alone with the King to discuss the matters at hand and she took a seat "yes your majesty, you are much correct" she spoke "and although I am a cousin to your first bride, I do much need a husband and my grandfather has his ambitions set on the territories of the Pendragon for a union between myself and such a marriage" she spoke "although I am much nervous, what if he chooses not to love me" she asked worriedly.