The Third Boleyn Sister
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S through Z › The Tudors
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,507
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Unexpected Summons
Chapter 5: Unexpected Summons
A/N: Before going to the banquet Henry surprises Claire in her chambers with a summons to his personal chambers later on that night. Will she let him take her to bed or will she deny her own King? Please read and review!!
The rest of the day had practically flown by and nightfall had quickly blanketed Hampton Court. In her chambers Claire was being prepared to attend the banquet that she had seen the palace servants all rushing about to prepare for earlier in the day. She had learned from Lady Isabella that it was a huge celebration that was to honor the arrival of spring. The banquet sounded lavish and Claire was ready to embrace a lively evening with open arms. Since the death of her beloved mother she desperately needed a reason to celebrate. And most of all Claire was quite looking forward to seeing the King again…but that was something that she couldn’t dare to tell anyone.
Her maids rushed about hurriedly as they gathered her clothes for the banquet. Claire stood clad in nothing but a thin and nearly transparent chemise as she waited for her maids to dress her. The faint creaking of a door being pushed open to the right of her made her whip her head around quickly. There next to the large bookcase in her chambers was a small almost secret door. As it opened wider her blue eyes widened to see a man enter through it. Claire’s mouth fell open momentarily in shock as she realized that it was the King. She quickly snapped out of her stupor and dropped to her knees on the thick golden brown fur rug that she had been standing on. Henry approached her grinning arrogantly at her willingness to show submission to him.
“Ladies…if you would so kindly give me a moment alone with Lady Selwyn?”
Her maids quickly dispersed into her main bed chamber leaving her alone in the smaller chamber with Henry. Reaching down Henry gently grasped Claire’s chin tilting her face upward so that she looked at him.
“You can get up now Claire…we’re alone…there’s no need to kneel.”
Claire stood on trembling legs before Henry her eyes nervously looking everywhere but his face. Henry’s blue eyes drifted down past Claire’s face to notice that she was only wearing her paper thin chemise. A crooked grin spread across his devilishly handsome face as he drank in the sight of the scantily clad dark haired beauty before him. In the dim flickering candlelight Henry could make out Claire’s nipples as they hardened beneath the lacy chemise that covered her. They were a rosy shade of pink and seemed to strain against the delicate fabric of her chemise. She was breathtaking and Henry wanted her.
“Was there something you wanted with me your grace?”
Henry chuckled as he walked around her slowly circling her like a predator stalking it’s prey. Coming to stand behind her he leaned in closer to inhale the soft flowery scent of her hair. Her maids had already pinned her long thick dark hair atop her head exposing her slender and elegant neck. When Henry finally spoke his breath was warm as it caressed the back of her neck sending a shiver through her body.
“I would like it very much Claire if when we are alone…that you call me only by my first name.”
“But your grace…I couldn’t…it’s not proper.”
“Now Claire…I insist upon it…and that’s an order.”
“Yes your grace…I’m sorry…Henry.”
“There now…that’s better.”
“Is that what you came to my chambers for?”
The feel of Henry’s large strong hands suddenly grasping her hips made her jump nervously. Henry leaned in to whisper his lips brushing against her right ear softly as he spoke.
“That was just an excuse to get you alone for a moment Claire…but I must confess my intentions are not nearly as pure.”
“Your grace…”
“Ah ah…”
“Henry…I’m not sure that this is at all appropriate.”
Henry chuckled loudly turning her around so that she faced him.
“Everything I do is appropriate Claire…I’m the King of England.”
Henry’s arms encircled Claire’s small waist pulling her closer to him. Claire’s blue eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat the closer Henry’s lips came to hers.
“I came to your chambers my dear little Claire…to extend a personal invitation.”
“A personal invitation of what sort?”
“An invitation for an opportunity to become better acquainted.”
Claire’s mouth went suddenly and painfully dry at the bold innuendo of Henry’s invitation. But before she could say anything Henry leaned in and placed an unexpected kiss on her lips. Breaking the kiss Henry bent forward pressing his lips to the hollow of her throat before whispering to her again. His lips brushed against the silken skin of her neck making goosebumps appear as he spoke softly.
“At midnight retire to your chambers from the banquet…I will follow shortly. There will be a guard waiting outside your chambers for you…to escort you to my personal chambers.”
Placing another soft kiss on Claire’s neck Henry then walked over to the passageway he had come through and left just as quickly as he had come. A shiver made it’s way up Claire’s spine making her tremble as she stood staring at the door that Henry had entered her room through. Her maids came back into the room to finish dressing her. They helped Claire into a beautiful taupe colored taffeta gown that had a sweetheart neckline and a cream colored lace overlay that covered the bodice. The sleeves of the gown tapered down to a sharp point covering the knuckle on her middle finger on either hand. They dabbed generous amounts of rose oil on the back of her neck and behind her ears as well as down in between her breasts. Once she had stepped into her shoes and then stood perfectly still while one of her maids closed the clasp of the strand of pearls around her neck she was ready for the evening.
Claire walked quickly through the dimly lit and slightly chilly hallways of the palace back towards the Queen’s personal chambers. The rest of the ladies in waiting were gathered in Katherine’s chambers helping her to finish getting ready for the banquet. Claire could feel her face go ablaze when Katherine’s soft hazel eyes met hers. The Queen smiled at her making her flash a quick nervous smile in return. Lady Isabella rushed over to Claire grabbing her hands making her jump.
“Where have you been?”
“I…I had a little trouble deciding how I wanted my hair.”
“Well it looks fantastic…but I have some news that you are not going to believe!”
“What sort of news? Bad news or good news?”
“That all depends on you.”
“On me?”
“Yes…the whole court has been buzzing this afternoon!”
Claire could feel a knot starting to form in the pit of her stomach. She silently prayed that all the talk circulating around court had nothing to do with her and the King’s obvious fascination with her.
“Everyone’s been talking about it Claire!”
“About what?”
“Lord Benjamin Penney of Ingleside.”
She sighed relieved that it wasn’t about her or the King.
“Oh…and what does Lord Penney have to do with me?”
“Only the fact that Lord Penney has been asking all about you!”
A few feet away from where Claire and Isabella were standing Anne was doing her best to eavesdrop on their conversation. She wanted to know everything she could manage to find out about Lady Selwyn. Her suspicions about the young woman had greatly increased after she had taken notice of the King’s obvious personal interest in her.
“Why would Lord Penney be asking about me?”
“Perhaps because he finds you interesting and wishes to know more about you?”
“He barely knows me.”
“And so he wants to know you better. Honestly what does it matter why he’s asking about you Claire? You should be happy that he’s asking about you! Why not embrace his curiosity?”
“I don’t know…”
“Come on Claire…Lord Penney is one of the most handsome men in all of England!”
“Yes…next to the King.”
Anne’s blue eyes widened at hearing Claire’s bold comment about the King. So the newest lady in Katherine’s court had her eye on the King did she? Frowning Anne quickly made her way over to where her sister Mary was sitting and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
“I don’t like that Lady Selwyn one bit.”
“Why?”
“Just look at her Mary.”
“Oh Anne…must you always be so judgmental? I mean you hardly know the girl…just give her a chance.”
“You’re far too kind for your own good Mary. With that sort of attitude you will never hold the King’s attention for much longer.”
“Anne that’s a cruel thing to say!”
“It may be cruel but it’s honest…that little whore has her eye on the King! And if you don’t solidify your importance to him then that could mean disaster for the Boleyn family!”
“Oh Anne don’t be ridiculous…he loves me…and I’m carrying his child…possibly a son to be the next King of England. There’s no reason for me to question my importance to him.”
Frowning Anne shook her head as she stood up and prepared to take her place behind Katherine as they all prepared to leave the chambers for the banquet hall. Mary was being foolish if she didn’t think that her position as Henry’s chosen mistress couldn’t be challenged. But Anne wasn’t about to let all her father’s hard work at getting the King to notice one of his daughters be ruined by some little whore who decided she wanted to play the part of Henry’s latest conquest. She would be damned if she was going to stand by and watch Lady Selwyn or any other woman for that matter take the Boleyn family out of the royal picture.
A/N: Please read and review and let me know what you think!!
A/N: Before going to the banquet Henry surprises Claire in her chambers with a summons to his personal chambers later on that night. Will she let him take her to bed or will she deny her own King? Please read and review!!
The rest of the day had practically flown by and nightfall had quickly blanketed Hampton Court. In her chambers Claire was being prepared to attend the banquet that she had seen the palace servants all rushing about to prepare for earlier in the day. She had learned from Lady Isabella that it was a huge celebration that was to honor the arrival of spring. The banquet sounded lavish and Claire was ready to embrace a lively evening with open arms. Since the death of her beloved mother she desperately needed a reason to celebrate. And most of all Claire was quite looking forward to seeing the King again…but that was something that she couldn’t dare to tell anyone.
Her maids rushed about hurriedly as they gathered her clothes for the banquet. Claire stood clad in nothing but a thin and nearly transparent chemise as she waited for her maids to dress her. The faint creaking of a door being pushed open to the right of her made her whip her head around quickly. There next to the large bookcase in her chambers was a small almost secret door. As it opened wider her blue eyes widened to see a man enter through it. Claire’s mouth fell open momentarily in shock as she realized that it was the King. She quickly snapped out of her stupor and dropped to her knees on the thick golden brown fur rug that she had been standing on. Henry approached her grinning arrogantly at her willingness to show submission to him.
“Ladies…if you would so kindly give me a moment alone with Lady Selwyn?”
Her maids quickly dispersed into her main bed chamber leaving her alone in the smaller chamber with Henry. Reaching down Henry gently grasped Claire’s chin tilting her face upward so that she looked at him.
“You can get up now Claire…we’re alone…there’s no need to kneel.”
Claire stood on trembling legs before Henry her eyes nervously looking everywhere but his face. Henry’s blue eyes drifted down past Claire’s face to notice that she was only wearing her paper thin chemise. A crooked grin spread across his devilishly handsome face as he drank in the sight of the scantily clad dark haired beauty before him. In the dim flickering candlelight Henry could make out Claire’s nipples as they hardened beneath the lacy chemise that covered her. They were a rosy shade of pink and seemed to strain against the delicate fabric of her chemise. She was breathtaking and Henry wanted her.
“Was there something you wanted with me your grace?”
Henry chuckled as he walked around her slowly circling her like a predator stalking it’s prey. Coming to stand behind her he leaned in closer to inhale the soft flowery scent of her hair. Her maids had already pinned her long thick dark hair atop her head exposing her slender and elegant neck. When Henry finally spoke his breath was warm as it caressed the back of her neck sending a shiver through her body.
“I would like it very much Claire if when we are alone…that you call me only by my first name.”
“But your grace…I couldn’t…it’s not proper.”
“Now Claire…I insist upon it…and that’s an order.”
“Yes your grace…I’m sorry…Henry.”
“There now…that’s better.”
“Is that what you came to my chambers for?”
The feel of Henry’s large strong hands suddenly grasping her hips made her jump nervously. Henry leaned in to whisper his lips brushing against her right ear softly as he spoke.
“That was just an excuse to get you alone for a moment Claire…but I must confess my intentions are not nearly as pure.”
“Your grace…”
“Ah ah…”
“Henry…I’m not sure that this is at all appropriate.”
Henry chuckled loudly turning her around so that she faced him.
“Everything I do is appropriate Claire…I’m the King of England.”
Henry’s arms encircled Claire’s small waist pulling her closer to him. Claire’s blue eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat the closer Henry’s lips came to hers.
“I came to your chambers my dear little Claire…to extend a personal invitation.”
“A personal invitation of what sort?”
“An invitation for an opportunity to become better acquainted.”
Claire’s mouth went suddenly and painfully dry at the bold innuendo of Henry’s invitation. But before she could say anything Henry leaned in and placed an unexpected kiss on her lips. Breaking the kiss Henry bent forward pressing his lips to the hollow of her throat before whispering to her again. His lips brushed against the silken skin of her neck making goosebumps appear as he spoke softly.
“At midnight retire to your chambers from the banquet…I will follow shortly. There will be a guard waiting outside your chambers for you…to escort you to my personal chambers.”
Placing another soft kiss on Claire’s neck Henry then walked over to the passageway he had come through and left just as quickly as he had come. A shiver made it’s way up Claire’s spine making her tremble as she stood staring at the door that Henry had entered her room through. Her maids came back into the room to finish dressing her. They helped Claire into a beautiful taupe colored taffeta gown that had a sweetheart neckline and a cream colored lace overlay that covered the bodice. The sleeves of the gown tapered down to a sharp point covering the knuckle on her middle finger on either hand. They dabbed generous amounts of rose oil on the back of her neck and behind her ears as well as down in between her breasts. Once she had stepped into her shoes and then stood perfectly still while one of her maids closed the clasp of the strand of pearls around her neck she was ready for the evening.
Claire walked quickly through the dimly lit and slightly chilly hallways of the palace back towards the Queen’s personal chambers. The rest of the ladies in waiting were gathered in Katherine’s chambers helping her to finish getting ready for the banquet. Claire could feel her face go ablaze when Katherine’s soft hazel eyes met hers. The Queen smiled at her making her flash a quick nervous smile in return. Lady Isabella rushed over to Claire grabbing her hands making her jump.
“Where have you been?”
“I…I had a little trouble deciding how I wanted my hair.”
“Well it looks fantastic…but I have some news that you are not going to believe!”
“What sort of news? Bad news or good news?”
“That all depends on you.”
“On me?”
“Yes…the whole court has been buzzing this afternoon!”
Claire could feel a knot starting to form in the pit of her stomach. She silently prayed that all the talk circulating around court had nothing to do with her and the King’s obvious fascination with her.
“Everyone’s been talking about it Claire!”
“About what?”
“Lord Benjamin Penney of Ingleside.”
She sighed relieved that it wasn’t about her or the King.
“Oh…and what does Lord Penney have to do with me?”
“Only the fact that Lord Penney has been asking all about you!”
A few feet away from where Claire and Isabella were standing Anne was doing her best to eavesdrop on their conversation. She wanted to know everything she could manage to find out about Lady Selwyn. Her suspicions about the young woman had greatly increased after she had taken notice of the King’s obvious personal interest in her.
“Why would Lord Penney be asking about me?”
“Perhaps because he finds you interesting and wishes to know more about you?”
“He barely knows me.”
“And so he wants to know you better. Honestly what does it matter why he’s asking about you Claire? You should be happy that he’s asking about you! Why not embrace his curiosity?”
“I don’t know…”
“Come on Claire…Lord Penney is one of the most handsome men in all of England!”
“Yes…next to the King.”
Anne’s blue eyes widened at hearing Claire’s bold comment about the King. So the newest lady in Katherine’s court had her eye on the King did she? Frowning Anne quickly made her way over to where her sister Mary was sitting and leaned over to whisper in her ear.
“I don’t like that Lady Selwyn one bit.”
“Why?”
“Just look at her Mary.”
“Oh Anne…must you always be so judgmental? I mean you hardly know the girl…just give her a chance.”
“You’re far too kind for your own good Mary. With that sort of attitude you will never hold the King’s attention for much longer.”
“Anne that’s a cruel thing to say!”
“It may be cruel but it’s honest…that little whore has her eye on the King! And if you don’t solidify your importance to him then that could mean disaster for the Boleyn family!”
“Oh Anne don’t be ridiculous…he loves me…and I’m carrying his child…possibly a son to be the next King of England. There’s no reason for me to question my importance to him.”
Frowning Anne shook her head as she stood up and prepared to take her place behind Katherine as they all prepared to leave the chambers for the banquet hall. Mary was being foolish if she didn’t think that her position as Henry’s chosen mistress couldn’t be challenged. But Anne wasn’t about to let all her father’s hard work at getting the King to notice one of his daughters be ruined by some little whore who decided she wanted to play the part of Henry’s latest conquest. She would be damned if she was going to stand by and watch Lady Selwyn or any other woman for that matter take the Boleyn family out of the royal picture.
A/N: Please read and review and let me know what you think!!