Tears were slithering down her rosy cheeks as she was gazing through the window. Mary thought to herself "Is this how he treats 'the pearl of his world'? What have my mother and I done but ever love him and devote ourselves to him? Did he just discard my mother because she couldn't give him a son? And what wrong did I ever do? Why'd he bring me to this world if all he was going to do was make me suffer? That was the problem with today's society. A man and a woman would give into the feelings of lust. A child would be born and the moment the man leaves the woman without thinking once about his child, the poor child would be called 'illegitimate' or a 'bastard child and forever be disgraced, being punished for his/her parents mistakes." The wind blew Mary's chestnut brown curls to her face as she reached for it to put it behind her ear. "Why give me the security, love, and care and then abandon me like I am just a piece of trash? And how about when I was a child, carrying me around and calling me 'the pearl of his world?' Was that all for show? And if he was going to hurt me like this, couldn't he just let me be afterwards? Couldn't he just spare me the pain of attending my half-sister? Doesn't he know how painful it is to be reminded of the life I once had and of his love for me?"

Mary laid down on her bed looking at the dust gliding through the air. Mary was just left wondering about the sudden turns of her life. She had turned from a beloved princess to a lady-in-waiting. The daughter of a king and grand daughter of kings is now given the same status as her father's mistresses for something that was not her fault.

As these dreadful thoughts reminisced through her head, she heard a low voice that sounded exactly like her father's. She rose up and went to the door to sneak a peak at what her father was up to.

Her father was holding her little half-sister in his arms and saying to her "Sorry I cannot stay here for long my little Elizabeth." Upon hearing this remark, Mary just silently closed the door in front of her and went to the balcony trying to prevent herself from hearing anything that would painfully remind her of her past life and the tyrant that ruined it.

Lost in her thoughts, she finally realized that the king was outside and was gazing at her, acknowledging her. He curtsied at her sight and in her sudden rage; she just turned around and left after the balcony door. She slammed the door causing a loud thud which echoed through King Henry's ears. Although, she was the first person who dared to deny performing the act of submissiveness to the king, the king simply got on his horse and left. Unlike what he would've thought about other people who had fiercely disobeyed to curtsey him, the king felt a tiny bit of sympathy for his forgotten daughter. Despite all of the things he had done to her, he did have a tiny spot in his heart left for her. However, being as selfish as he was, King Henry chose to do nothing about it. He was always the type to put his own needs before anyone else's and today was no different.

Mary sat on her bed weeping and wishing that her beloved mother was here to comfort her. But with the king taking away everything that once made her happy, her mother was also one of them. But instead she heard Lady Breyn ask "May I come in Lady Mary."

"I would prefer to be alone" Mary replied as her face flustered at her embarrassment. Mary hated showing her weaknesses and emotions to anyone. She knew just how to hold her head high, stand tall with dignity and hold in her pain and sufferings. That's what she was taught ever since she was a little girl. But this time it was different. This was all too much to handle. Her whole world had been torn apart and the only man who she ever loved had betrayed her.

"Okay Lady Mary, but just ask if you need anything" was Lady Breyn's reply as she left feeling sympathy for the poor young girl which although had two living parents and royal blood going through her veins, she was treated like a mere servant. "This young girl is graceful, intelligent, wise beyond her age, selfless, and had more royal blood running through her veins than her father or princess Elizabeth could ever have. Mary also inherited both of the most stunning features of both Queen Kathryn and King Henry which left her to be the most beautiful girl that I had actually ever seen. She was far more righteous than her father. She was born to be queen." Lady Breyn thought as she left to feed the princess Elizabeth.

A mare peasant by the name of John was walking hand in hand with the beautiful Caroline. "I love you, Caroline," John thought. John was gathering the courage to tell his beloved about his feelings. "There's nothing I don't love about her. She's beautiful, loving and I'm sure Layla has grown fond of her. She'd be a good mother to her and would never let her know or feel like she was only my illegitimate niece," John thought.

Interrupting his thoughts, John came to find men riding horses in the distance. In front, was the King Henry himself. John quickly held Caroline protectively as he feared King Henry taking her away. King Henry was a lustful, dreadful, brutal man and one of his weaknesses were beautiful women. And anyone who took a glimpse at Caroline knew that she was beyond beautiful.

As the king was near, both John and Caroline curtsied at his sight. As John's fears came true, the king was very pleased at his view and asked "What is your name?"

"My name is John, your majesty" John replied. John was hoping that he hadn't meant to ask Caroline.

However, John was not surprised to hear the King Henry reply "No your sweet heart's name." With his remark, he bent down and pulled Caroline up. Caroline flashed the king a smile and replied "Caroline." The king was completely captivated by her stunning looks. Charles Brandon, the duke just chuckled at the view of another beautiful woman captivating the king's heart with her stunning appearance. The king was enchanted by her almond green eyes, dark, silky hair and stunning chiseled features.

In that instant, Henry cupped her chin and trailed his thumb through Caroline's creamy, soft skin. Outraged with the king's gesture, John pulled Caroline away from the king.

"How dare you?" the king roared.

"It's alright John. Sorry about him, your majesty. He can be a little over protective." Caroline replied as she pulled her arm away from John.

"Is that so? I don't blame him. If you were mine, I would never keep you out of my sight" King Henry replied. Caroline was flattered and shyly giggled at his reply.

"Maybe I wouldn't have to take you out of my sight" King Henry said as he brushed his lips with hers which quickly grew into a passionate kiss. John was enraged especially since Caroline put just as much effort kissing Henry as he put kissing her.

As Charles Brandon quickly realized what could happen as he spotted John, he got off his horse and went to John and quietly said "She's not worth it. Let her go. The king will have you in prison for treason. And a few days after he'll have your head cut off so don't even think about it."

John realized the truth in his well wisher's words. "I couldn't risk my life especially not when I have a child waiting for me at home. I couldn't let her be fatherless especially when I promised her mother I would love her like she's my own" John thought.

The king released her. "Are you really the king of England?" Caroline asked. "Yes, my love. I'm very much the king of England as much as you are beautiful." The king replied as Caroline's cheeks went bright red.

"Come with me" said Henry as he grabbed Caroline's hand unwilling to let go. "Of course, your majesty" Caroline replied. King Henry got on a horse with Caroline behind him and John was left heart broken. If Caroline wasn't as willing to go with the king as she was, he would have beat him to his death and would not think once of the consequences. John being so blinded by her love was willing to die for her but Caroline turned out to be nothing but another selfish, ruthless woman who would sell her body for fame and fortune. John just had been so blinded in his love for her to realize.