Fotheringhay Castle, Kingdom of England, July 1518
Eleanor had been sure to dress as splendidly as possible as they made their entrance into the village. Riding slowly on horseback, her crimson gown, edged with gold, no doubt looked resplendent in the midday sun. She turned her face up and smiled at the sight of those that come out to welcome them, from the ragged poor to the wealthy merchants and lesser nobles, they had all gathered to see their King and Queen. Henry for his part looked amused, as the townspeople gawked at Eleanor and her foreign retinue with interest,
The people of Midlands are simple folk, so I am not surprised that they would be curious. Bells rang, and Eleanor held her hand up to greet the onlookers, who cheered at the sight of their young Queen.
Henry looked to her and chuckled,āThe progress goes well, the people like you.ā
Eleanor smirked as she replied,āI should hope so Henry, my dowry and connections to Burgundy have made them more prosperous.ā
Her husband laughed even more at this, his face red as the man swayed upon his horse, and for a time all seemed right with the world.
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The Queen of England was not entirely sure what to think of the boy that stood before her. John Fitzroy, Duke of Richmond was nearly in his seventh year, and the fair boy had shown her the deference that was due to her. She was glad that the Duke, her husbandās illegitimate son, that was born before her marriage, did not seem to think himself the equal of his legitimate half-sisters in rank. On the other hand, there was a twinge of jealousy in Eleanorās mind, that her only son had died as a babe, yet her husbandās bastards thrived. They had first met in the great hall of the castle, in a brief ceremony which had left a decent impression on her. She had this in mind as Henry ruffled the boyās hair, as he stood awkwardly in the entrance to his fatherās chambers.
āCome in nowā he said, almost patronizing
And so John walked forward albeit still somewhat hesitantly, it had been a couple of months since he had last seen his father. Henry was quick to ask his son many questions, solicitous, and clearly attentive to his son. Eleanor for her part was pleased to see it, for last month when they had visited Eltham was when they had most recently seen their daughters, and Henry being happy made her more at ease. She herself gave John a gift, just some small trinkets that the boy accepted gratefully, and from the look on her husbandās face, she could tell that he had not expected it. After John had left to return to the chambers prepared for his mother and stepfather, Henry remarked,āYou were kind to my son Eleanor, and I am grateful for it.ā
Eleanor of Austria looked across the table,āHe is not at fault for his birth, and despite it, he has shown me every respect⦠Besides, we were not even married when he was born, so I can bear no ill towards him.ā
Of course, there was a much more bitter thought in her head after she had replied,
Just do not expect me to show the same courtesy to the other Bastard.