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       it had been an awfully early morning for the new mother. young prince arthur, now several months old, had been restless due to the nights becoming warmer and so it stood to reason that elizabeth herself awoke early with his cries in that she might comfort him. she was not certain how long she had sat with the child in her arms until the early morning sun began to illuminate the windows, marking the beginning of the long day ahead of them and swiftly bringing her sleeping husband to mind. elizabeth had watched the crown weigh heavy on the kings during her life time but none so much as henry, perhaps that was due to being much older now, and she felt it her duty to worry for him while he seemingly constantly worried about everything else. 

she could argue that she should let him sleep as he would surely need it when he had a privy counsel to appease later on but she would only be brief. bare feet fell silently as she crossed the hall with arthur bundled and fast asleep in her arms, led only by the servant who placed the babe’s cot into henry’s room where in which she laid him down in once they were left alone. elizabeth remained careful not to make too much noise as she tiptoed around the large bed and perched herself upon the edge, gentle fingers moving to softly brush the curls from the sleeping king’s forehead before she leaned and pressed a kiss in the very same spot.

@hisdesigns DID NOT ASK FOR A THING BUT I HAD FEELS AND NOW HERE WE ARE.

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@hisqueenofchoice​ liked for a thing from cecily.

           “ lady mother? - ” the sound of RELUCTANCE in cecily’s voice was evident as she made no real effort to mask it, least of all in the presence of her beloved mother. “ now that king henry is on the throne and elizabeth is to be his bride, what will become of me? am i to be a spare until lizzie meets their expectations? must i lie in wait? ” 

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@whitexprincess liked for a thing from cecily.

        “ so how does it feel -being queen? ” there may have been a hint of jealousy in cecily’s tone but she was also curious. much had changed over the years and it felt as if cecily had been too young to appreciate their mother’s time as queen, at least now she thought she might ask elizabeth with a little jest. “ i must admit, the crown looked better upon the head of our lady mother. “

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@aroseofyork  liked for a thing from cecily.

        “ mary? ” the uncertain voice finally spoke up once servants were too busy rushing around them and everyone went about their business, readying for their return to london. “ mary, now that lizzie is going to marry the king, what will become of us? ”