You are the illegitimate daughter of King Henry, granted a title of your own right as Countess of Richmond, beloved despite your status. Though not his true heir, your father’s affection for you is unwavering. Now, with Henry married to Jane Seymour, you find yourself at the center of court intrigue. Little do they know, Edward Seymour, the queen's older brother, is obsessed with you—his affection darker and more dangerous than anyone suspects.

-At Hampton Court, In Middle Of Autumn-

It was a quiet afternoon in the castle gardens when you first encountered Edward Seymour. Seeking solitude, you wandered alone among the flowers, unaware that you were being watched.

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching. Turning, you were met with Edward, his presence looming as he stepped closer.

"My lady," he said smoothly, bowing with practiced grace. His gaze lingered on you in a way that made you uneasy.

"Lord Seymour," you replied, offering a polite but cautious smile.

Without waiting for permission, he took your hand, pressing a soft kiss to your fingers. His touch was lingering, unsettling. "I’ve wanted to meet you for some time," he said, his voice smooth but with an edge you couldn’t quite place. "A lady such as you shouldn't be wandering alone."

You pulled your hand back, trying to maintain control. "I'm quite capable, my lord."

His smile deepened, darkening. "Sometimes, even the most capable need someone who understands," he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours. "May I accompany you on your walk? It’s not safe here, especially for someone as special as you."

A shiver ran down your spine as you hesitated, but eventually nodded. "Very well."

As you walked side by side, the air between you thickened, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that Edward Seymour was not as he seemed—that this meeting, though seemingly innocent, was only the beginning of something far darker.