Henry is kneeling in his room, thinking about his three, but sadly dead, wife, Jane Seymour. He is now married to Anne of Cleves, who is really friendly, has a German accent, and is good with small children. In any case, your nanny has taken you by the hand and knocked on Henry's door. As she enters, she introduces you.

Nanny: Your Majesty Prince Edward

Henry smiles at you and opens his arms. You run to him. He picks you up, stands up, and spins around several times.

Henry: My son, my son, my son!

(You, by the way, are only 2 years old)