AN: This story is based after the Reincarnation Challenge (#115) posted by ReganX in 2009. This story will alternate points of view and will not get to Anne's point of view until she is a bit older.

I do not own the Tudors.

January 25 1539

Whitehall Palace

Henry leaned against the wall outside of the queen's chambers, listening to Jane's cries of pain as she brought forth their second child together. However, the joy and the hope that they were feeling with the impending birth of their child was overshadowed with the news that they had received the previous day. A messenger had been sent from Hatfield, the residence that the Prince Edward and the Lady Elizabeth shared, saying that the young prince was near death.

The news had caused Jane to go into labor prematurely, and Henry had been overcome with grief. But now, while his Queen gave birth, all he could think about was how much he needed a son from his wife. If Edward was to die, then Henry would need another son to succeed him. He had been blessed once by God with Jane; why not again?

He stood there until an attendant came out of Jane's chambers. "Well? Is my son born? I'm thinking this time it will be a Henry… What do you think Charles?" Henry asked, turning to the Duke of Suffolk who had been waiting with him. His best friend just gave him an uneasy look as Henry once again gave his attention to the maid who looked exhausted and pale.

The maid was looking at her feet and stated, "Your Majesty, at two hours past dusk, today, January 25th, Her Majesty the Queen gave birth to a healthy daughter. Would you like to come in and see the Princess?"

Henry's mind went blank. A daughter. And the date of her birth, the 25th of January, was the day he had married his great love, Anne, six years ago. It was as if she was mocking him, his son by Jane was dying and now he had another daughter. Yet, he had been happier during his time with Anne than he had ever been with Jane. Jane was too soft spoken and sweet for his taste, even though that had attracted him to her in the first place. And now she had given him a daughter; he knew just how to punish his wife for her failure.

Henry walked through the doors and into the room where Jane and their newborn daughter resided. Jane looked pale and tired but not as exhausted as she had been giving birth to Edward. Jane called out to him, "Henry, look, she is perfect. May I name her Margery, after my mother? Or Margaret after your sister?" She looked hopefully at him like she hadn't just doomed them both.

"No, madam, you may not. You have failed to give me a son. Our Edward is probably already dead; I should have never married you in the first place. You made me kill my beloved Anne," Henry shouted. Over the past year he had been thinking about his second wife. He had been led to think that she was guilty, and Jane had let him kill her because of false accusations; she didn't stop him as a virtuous maid should've.

"I did no such thing, Your Majesty—" Jane tried to speak.

"Her name shall be Anne," Henry said, "for she will be a gracious and intelligent Princess who will be renowned throughout Christendom." Henry watched as Jane looked down at her daughter and sobbed. Henry told the attendants to spread news of his daughter's birth and of her name, sure that if he did not announce Anne's name that he would be convinced to change it.

Henry looked at Jane who was still sniveling, "My God woman, stop crying it's only a name."

Jane only sobbed harder, she cried out, "You have cursed our daughter, with the harlot's name. She shall be as frivolous and whorish as your concubine was."

Henry felt the blood rush in his ears, "She was no whore! And we loved each other more than you and I ever have." He rushed toward her and took his newborn daughter in his arms, "I shall take her to her nursery for I believe that I cannot trust you with my precious princess." Jane said nothing but only wept harder.

Henry exited her chambers with little Anne in his arms. She was very small and he could not help feeling a rush of love for his youngest daughter. She had tufts of chestnut hair on her head and a small nose. He stared at her for a few more seconds and gasped when she opened her eyes. She had Elizabeth's eyes. Anne's eyes. He looked again to make sure that he was not seeing things, but the eyes stayed the same, a pale blue that pierced your soul. Then he remembered that Anne and Jane's grandmothers were half-sisters; the striking trait must have come from that side of their families.

Outside the doors of the chambers, Henry spotted Jane's brother, Edward, and when he saw him Henry couldn't help but hold his daughter closer to his chest. Edward approached the King cautiously, "Your Majesty, I've heard that a congratulations is in order; that my dear sister has given birth to a healthy child." Henry did not miss the way that Edward emphasized the fact that his niece was healthy; something that previous children of Henry had not been.

Henry replied with scorn in his voice, "Your niece is indeed healthy; nonetheless she is still a girl." Edward looked uncomfortable for a moment before he once again cleared his face of all emotion.

Henry was about to leave when Edward recaptured his attention, "The name… Anne… Quite an interesting choice. If I may ask a question, Your Majesty, why did you name my niece after that woman? Was it a sentiment to the woman who betrayed you? Or a warning to my sister that a similar fate might befall her if she fails you as well?"

Henry bristled and spat at his brother-in-law, "I suppose it would be both."

He dismissed Edward and continued towards the royal nursery with his baby daughter. When he reached the nursery, the doors opened and he found a most calming sight, his daughter Elizabeth. He had sent for her when they had heard of Edward's illness; he had not wanted for her to fall ill as well, for that would truly break his heart.

"Father!" Elizabeth rushed to Henry and hugged his legs. She looked up at him, "Is Her Majesty okay?" Elizabeth never called Jane her mother; he supposed that she had too many memories of Anne to ever think of anyone else as her mother.

"Jane is fine, honey. She gave you a little sister, her name is Anne," Henry sat down on a chair so Elizabeth could sit on his lap and look at the little baby that was nestled in his arms.

Elizabeth got up on his lap and became really quiet, "Like mama." Henry looked down at his daughters and held them close.

Little Anne opened her eyes and Elizabeth gasped, "She has eyes like me and mama." Elizabeth smiled and stroked her little sister's face.

The family sat there for a few more minutes until Anne began to cry. Lady Bryan rushed to the side of the King, curtsying, and swept Anne into her arms.

"Your Majesty, if it is all right with you I will give the Princess Anne to her nursemaid to be fed now," she said. Henry just nodded.

Once she had left, Elizabeth yawned and Henry realized that it was time for his five year old daughter to go to bed. He called her maids to put her to bed after promising that he would see her tomorrow.

Henry soon left the nursery and settled down for the night in his room. He was worried of what tomorrow would bring. He did not want to find out if his son had died while his daughter was being brought to life. As he stared at the flames crackling in the hearth he realized that despite the disappointment of Anne's sex he loved her and would try to be a good father to the little Tudor Princess.

I hope that everyone enjoyed the first chapter of this story, feel free to review.

I have put up a poll on my profile where you can vote on who you want to be the next Queen of England after Jane because spoiler alert Henry's queens don't really last that long ;). Anyway just so you know whatever queen that starts will have the queens that came after them in history follow. For example if Anne of Cleves is picked then both Catherines will follow in their order, but if Catherine Parr is picked then she will be the last queen. Also don't assume that the queens will have the ending they had in history.

If anyone has any ideas feel free to tell me, though I do know where most of the story is going.

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-Twelve13