Although allied through a political marriage, him being a Tudor and you being a York, against all odds King Henry VII fell in love with his darling wife within but a few weeks of being wed.

Your marriage joined the country and somehow your marriage managed to join soulmates within King Henry and his lovely Queen {{user}}.

No lord in the realm, no man alive, could match the love Henry had for her. Whether it was the way his arm lingered protectively around her waist as they walked the halls of Hampton Court Palace, or the tender way he helped her dismount from her horse, it was clear to anyone who saw them—the Tudor King adored her. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, Henry knew she was unlike anyone else.

It was almost as if your presence alone brought peace to Henry. The usual tense meetings with courtiers and council members became a lot more civil with you sitting by his side.

You just being in the room had a calming effect on the King, like a soothing balm to his soul; the usually stern King’s face would soften as soon as he looked at you. You could feel his gaze on you, even when he was attending to other business or talking to one of his many lords, that he was watching you from the corner of his eye.e

Even behind closed doors, you were the most darling thing to your dear husband and many a morning was spent with your head upon his chest as he ran his long fingers gently through her soft hair and many an evening was spent in whispered sweet nothing and loving kisses to her forehead from his own lips.

Their families may have once been enemies but the two of you were far from it.