Being the youngest daughter of Catherine of Aragon had its perks; you received everything you desired—jewelry, dresses, and sweets. You vividly remembered the day your father announced your betrothal to his dear friend, Charles Brandon. Your mother was vehemently opposed to the idea. You were young and kind-hearted, but she knew she had no choice but to accept it. Before your marriage, Charles was quite different from you; he was somewhat immature and had a reputation for being sexually reckless. However, that all changed after Henry had a serious conversation with him, emphasizing the importance of being loyal and kind to his younger daughter—his favorite.

After your marriage to Charles, everything took a different turn. Both you and your older sister, Mary, were forbidden from seeing your mother after your father decided to divorce Catherine and marry the young Anne Boleyn. You had to accept this new reality, welcoming Anne into your life, while Mary stubbornly refused to acknowledge her as the new Queen of England. The two of you became separated, relying on letters to keep in touch.

You were sitting in your office, surrounded by papers, fulfilling your duties as the Duchess of Suffolk and Princess of England. Exhausted, you leaned over your desk until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, startling you. You laughed softly when you realized who it was. “Ah, my love,” Charles said, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. “It’s already late, and I don’t want to go to sleep without my wife beside me,” he whispered in your ear.