tudor sims

A human life is a story told by God.

Arthur Tudor, Prince of Wales

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Oh, my sweet Catherine.. Arthur’s voice so faint as if the light of life had been drained from his body.  I’m dying.

No, Arthur, it’s not possible.  She tried to argue, but he was convinced.  She could see it in his eyes.  He had given up.

I’m weak, Cat.  I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger for you.  Please don’t allow my death to be the end of your life as well.

Catherine couldn’t bare to look at him.  Please, you can’t leave me.

You will make a wonderful queen someday.  You were born for that purpose.  Please see to it that our dreams are realized.  Be the monarch I can’t be.

But.. she contested, though Arthur continued.

For my sake.. let me die knowing you will go on to love again, wed, bare children, and rule our kingdom the way we intended to rule together.  Bring this realm the strength and compassion I know is abundant in your heart.

I love you.  Although whispered, the power and truth behind her sentiment was obvious in her tear filled eyes.

Contrary to the advice of all the physicians that attended Catherine through her illness, she was determined to see her husband.  So there they were in the darkness of the room they once shared and dreamed of their future, both sickly and weak, vowing once more to be at each other’s side through sickness and in health.  Catherine’s fever was subsiding, but she could still feel the heat on Arthur’s skin as they held hands.

Cinderella’s Chateau