I am Princess Mary of England, King Henry Vlll’s eldest daughter. I am also the daughter of Queen Catherine. I am nineteen years old, I was born in Placentia, London, United Kingdom, my nationality is English and I am of fairly average height and I have clear blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair, just like my father.
My mother Queen Catherine was once married to my father’s brother, but he had died and afterwards my mother married my father, King Henry VIII. The Catholic Church had accepted this marriage, now my father is saying that is was a mistake and that it was wrong for him to marry my mother. I know my father is only saying this because we wants to divorce my mother and marry the evil witch Anne Boleyn.
I can be quite stubborn …show more content…
I listen to how all the elders gossip when they are at balls, how they gossip about me, my mother, my father and worst of all Anne! Everyone believes she is a witch but my father he is too stubborn to notice!
Relationships
My mother was married to my father’s brother, my father for six years attempted to divorced my mother for Anne Boleyn, eventually when he did, he married Anne. My mother’s new title is now Princess Dowager, while Anne has stolen my mother’s title and is known as Queen Anne.
I have never had many friends or any in that matter, I grew up living in many palaces because I moved around a lot. I had a tutor who would come to the palace and educate me, the closest person to me who is not related to me is Salisbury, she is my maid and she takes care of me and treats me as if I am her child.
I do very much love my mother as well although she never seems to open up to me and always tries to stay strong for me. I told her to let my father divorce her so that we may go and live together peacefully, but she did not accept, all she cares about is my claim to the throne, she will not stand for me to become a …show more content…
the church has said that the child will be a bastard like me since they were not officially married by the church and they call their marriage ‘irrelevant.’
I was sent to Anne and my father’s palace to help Anne while she was pregnant. Anne treated me like I was a maid, a slave, nothing better. She would say such horrid words to me and Anne was a hundred percent sure that she was about to given birth to my father’s son. I questioned her and ask what if the child was a boy. Anne was frustrated at me and through a vase at me.
It turned out that once she had given birth, the child was indeed a girl. Anne and my father called her Elizabeth. My father was trying to become head of the church so that Elizabeth would not be claimed a bastard like me. I refused to sign, therefore I was throne into the dungeon in the