Henry's First Love

this is an au! not factual at all!

## chapter 1 - hello sexy catholic

Liliana was out picking wildflowers and herbs with her family in the meadows outside of the palace walls when she first saw him. She had seen him before, but never so close. Standing tall and proud, he looked regal and out of place outside of the castle walls.

He was Henry Prince of Wales, only son of King Henry VII, and the heir to the throne of England. Liliana had heard stories about him since she was a little girl, and she had always been fascinated by him.

As she watched him carefully, he began to move closer to her. She felt a thrill rush through her as he smiled and waved. She motioned for her family to keep picking while she walked over to him.

As she got closer, she could see that he was only fifteen years old. His eyes were bright and mischievous and they seemed to take in everything around him.

“Good day to you,” Henry said in a voice that was both strong and reassuring.

“Good day, Your Highness,” Liliana replied, curtseying deeply.

Henry smiled. “I’m not used to such formalities. You can just call me Henry.”

Liliana blushed and nodded, feeling a strange warmth in her chest.

“What brings you here?” Henry asked.

Liliana told him about her family’s mission to find herbs and wildflowers and how they were gathering them for the local apothecary.

Henry seemed interested in her story and Liliana found herself opening up to him. She told him about her life and her dreams of one day becoming a healer.

When she had finished, Henry smiled and said, “I think you and I should go to dinner.”

Liliana was taken aback. She had never been invited to dinner with a prince before. She hesitated, unsure of what to say, but then she remembered the look in his eyes when he had asked her. He had looked so sincere and she felt a strange connection to him.

“Yes,” she finally said, “I would love to.”

Henry beamed and offered her his arm. She hesitated for a moment before taking it, feeling a strange thrill rush through her body.

They made their way to the castle and the dinner hall. When they arrived, Liliana was surprised to see that the room was filled with people from all walks of life. There were nobles and peasants, priests and merchants, all gathered together to break bread.

Liliana felt a bit out of place, but Henry made her feel welcome. He smiled at her and took her hand in his own. They sat down at the table and Liliana found herself talking and laughing with Henry as if they had known each other for a long time.

When dinner was finished, Liliana said her goodbyes and thanked Henry for a wonderful evening. As she walked away, she felt a strange sense of sadness. She knew she would never forget that night.

The next day, Liliana and her family packed up their things to go home. As they were walking away, she saw Henry standing at the castle walls watching her. He smiled and waved, and Liliana waved back.

She knew then that she would never forget that night, or the boy who had taken her on a magical journey.

## chapter 2- you want to marry me??

Liliana watched as the carriage clattered away, taking away the prince of Wales, Henry, with it. She still couldn't believe that she had just spent the day with him in London. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought that the prince of Wales might take an interest in a peasant like her.

But here he was, visiting her in her home located in Nottingham. She had been so nervous when he arrived that she had barely been able to string together a single sentence. But he had been kind, and had asked her about her life, her family and her future.

And now he had asked her if she was still single. She had to tell him the truth, no matter how embarrassing it was.

'I was forced into marriage at age thirteen,' she said, her voice barely above a whisper. 'But my suitor died before we could be married.'

She expected him to recoil in horror, but instead, he said that he would love to marry her. She had been so shocked that she hadn't been able to say anything.

Now, as he left, she stood in the doorway watching him go. She still couldn't believe that the prince of Wales had asked her to marry him.

It was a tempting offer, but she knew that she had to take some time to think it through. After all, if she married the prince of Wales, she would be ruling England. Was she ready for that kind of responsibility?

She sighed and went back inside, her mind spinning with all the possibilities. She had thought she knew what her future held. But now, it seemed that everything had changed.

She wanted to marry the prince of Wales, she realised. She wanted to be able to explore the world and have a say in how it was run. She wanted to have the power to make a difference. But was she truly ready to take on such a huge responsibility?

She paced around her small home, trying to figure out what to do. She had always been a very practical person, but this was a decision that required a lot of thought.

Finally, she stopped and looked out the window. She could see the sun setting in the distance, casting its warm glow over the fields.

She smiled, and knew then what she had to do. She had to take the chance. She had to take the leap and marry the prince of Wales. She had to trust in herself and believe that she could do this.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She was ready.

## chapter 3- yes ofc!

Liliana had always dreamed of coming to London, but she never imagined it would be like this. She had been invited by Henry Prince of Wales, to come and discuss his marriage proposal.

Liliana had been born to a peasant family in the English countryside, and had been living a simple life until a few months ago, when she and Henry had met. She had been working in a market, and he had been walking through, and stopped to talk to her. He had been instantly taken with her, and had asked her on a date in London.

Liliana had been hesitant at first, but eventually had agreed. She had been so nervous on the day of the date, but Henry had been so kind and sweet that she had found herself drawn to him. He had been charming and funny, and she had enjoyed their time together immensely.

A week after the date, Henry had asked her to marry him. Liliana had been taken aback, but also delighted. She had been so in love with Henry, that she had accepted his proposal without hesitation.

Now, here she was in London, about to meet with Henry again. She had been so nervous that she had barely slept the night before, and she was exhausted. But despite her exhaustion, she couldn't help but feel excited. She was about to meet the man she had agreed to marry!

Liliana arrived at the palace, and was immediately welcomed by Henry's servants. She was led to a room where Henry was waiting for her.

He greeted her with a warm smile, and told her how beautiful she looked. Liliana blushed, feeling her cheeks flush. Henry then got down on one knee, and asked her again to marry him.

'Yes, Henry,' she said without hesitation.

Henry smiled and got up, taking her hands in his. 'I love you, Liliana,' he said, looking into her eyes.

Liliana felt her heart swell with happiness and love. She knew that she had made the right decision in accepting Henry's proposal. She knew that they would be happy together, and that their future was bright.

Henry pulled her in for a passionate kiss, and Liliana felt her entire body melt into his embrace. When they parted, he looked at her and said, 'You are so sexy, Liliana. I can't wait to make you my wife.'

Liliana smiled, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. She leaned in and kissed him again, and in that moment she knew that she had made the right choice.

The year was 1506, and Liliana and Henry were about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime.

## chapter 4- not a another mary

Liliana stood in the gardens of the manor house, the sun shining down on her. She was a young English peasant of eighteen, her brown curls cascading down her back, and she was betrothed to Henry, Prince of Wales, who was only fifteen. She was nervous, though, for today was the day they would lose their virginity.

Though Liliana was a peasant, she was not ignorant of the ways of love. In the villages she had heard stories of lovemaking and its joys. Yet she had never had the opportunity to experience it, until now.

The sun shone down on her as she waited for Henry in the gardens, the foliage and flowers in bloom. She heard him before she saw him, his laughter ringing out as he walked down the path. He was tall, with blond curls that cascaded down his back, and he looked at her with a twinkle in his eye.

Liliana felt her heart racing as she looked at him, and she felt a strange warmth in her stomach. Her nerves suddenly disappeared as Henry took her hand in his and kissed her passionately on the lips.

They walked hand in hand through the gardens, until they reached a secluded spot hidden away beneath a tree. Henry took Liliana into his arms and kissed her again, this time more passionately than before. Liliana felt herself melting into his embrace as his hands began to explore her body.

The sensations that coursed through her body were unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she found herself wanting more. Henry seemed to sense her desires, and he began to undress her slowly and carefully.

Liliana felt a flood of emotions as Henry's hands caressed her body. His touch was gentle and his kisses passionate, and soon Liliana found herself lost in a world of pleasure.

When it was all over, Liliana lay in Henry's arms, feeling content and fulfilled. She had lost her virginity, but she had also found a love unlike any she had ever known.

The memory of that day stayed with her for the rest of her life, and she often thought back to it fondly. She never forgot the moment she and Henry had lost their virginity, and the love that had blossomed between them.

Liliana and Henry's love story might have had a different ending, but that was only for the future to decide. For now, they were just two young lovers who had shared a passionate and beautiful moment together.

## chapter 5- will you marry me?

Liliana had never been one to believe in destiny, but it seemed like hers had been set in stone since the day she was born. She was an English peasant, born into a life of servitude and poverty. But what she lacked in wealth, she made up for with her beauty and her unwavering faith in God.

It was the latter that caught the attention of Henry, the Prince of Wales. The two had met at a village fair and, from the moment their eyes met, they both knew that something special was in the air. A connection that couldn't be put into words had formed between them, and before long, they had declared their love for one another.

Henry had been just fifteen at the time, and Liliana was only eighteen, but it was clear that there was something special between them that couldn't be denied. When Henry asked her to be his wife, Liliana hesitated to say yes.

The news of their engagement spread like wild fire, and soon it reached the ears of Henry VII, the King of England. He was outraged that his son had taken a peasant girl for a bride and he commanded that the engagement be called off immediately.

But Henry and Liliana were determined to stay together and they begged the King to reconsider. After much pleading, the King finally relented and agreed to let them marry, but only on one condition. Liliana had to prove her faith to the King, and prove that she was indeed a faithful Catholic.

At first Liliana was terrified, but she took it as a sign from God that she was meant to be with Henry. She was willing to do anything to prove her faith, so she went to the local priest and took part in various religious ceremonies.

After several weeks, Liliana had met all of the King's requirements and Henry VII finally gave his blessing. On a beautiful day in 1506, the two of them were married in a small church in the village.

The ceremony was a joyous affair, with villagers singing and dancing in the streets. Liliana and Henry were overjoyed, and their love for one another was evident. As they said their vows, Liliana knew that she had been blessed with a love that she would never forget.

The couple spent the rest of their lives together, raising a family and living a life of happiness and joy. Although they never had much in the way of material possessions, they were richly blessed with love and faith. Liliana and Henry were an example of true love that still stands to this day.

'We made it, my love,' Liliana said softly as she looked up into Henry's eyes.

'Yes, we did,' he replied, a smile on his face.

The two of them embraced, their love for one another still as strong as the day they first met. They had both been blessed with a love that could not be denied, and they were forever thankful for the opportunity to share it with one another.

## chapter 6- widow of aragon

Liliana had only been princess of Wales for a few months, and already, she was being called to meet with the courtiers of the court of her husband, Henry Prince of Wales. She had heard of the court, of course, but never had she expected to be welcomed into it.

The courtiers had dressed her in her finest gown, a deep blue velvet one with intricate gold embroidery. They had warned her that she must be polite and deferential at all times, and she had done her best to obey.

But now, as she entered the court, she could feel the tension in the air. Everyone in the room stared at her, as if she were an intruder they did not want in their midst. She was not used to such attention, and it made her feel uncomfortable.

Liliana soon realized why everyone was so tense. Sitting in the center of the court was none other than Catherine of Aragon, the widow of Henry's brother, Arthur. Liliana knew that this woman had been married to her husband's brother for a year, and it was clear that she still held a place in his heart.

Liliana nervously approached Catherine, and the woman's expression changed when she saw her. Catherine's eyes narrowed, and her lips twisted into a sneer. Liliana could feel her jealousy radiating off of her in waves.

'Your Highness,' Catherine said in a cold voice.

Liliana gulped. She had never been addressed so formally, and it made her feel even more out of place. She bowed her head in greeting, but Catherine paid her no mind.

'I hope you will understand why I must ask you this,' Catherine continued. 'Are you aware of the circumstances of your marriage to Prince Henry?'

Liliana nodded. 'Yes, I am,' she said softly.

Catherine's gaze was icy. 'I'm sure you are,' she said. 'I'm sure you know that I was married to Prince Arthur for a year before he died. I'm sure you know that I was the one who was promised to him first.'

Liliana felt her cheeks flush. She knew that this was a sore spot for Catherine, and she wished she could take it back.

'I'm sorry,' she said. 'I had no idea.'

Catherine waved her apology away. 'It doesn't matter,' she said. 'All that matters is that you know the truth. You are the one who took my place, and I will not forget it.'

Liliana nodded, but she was too intimidated to say anything else. She wanted desperately to leave the court, but she knew she had to stay and face Catherine.

The two women stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Catherine finally broke the silence.

'I suppose I should wish you luck,' she said, her voice still cold. 'You have been given a great honour, and I hope you make the most of it.'

Liliana nodded again, grateful for the small gesture. 'Thank you,' she said.

Catherine nodded curtly and then stood up. 'I must go,' she said. 'Good day, Princess.'

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Liliana alone in the court. She sat there for a moment, feeling dazed, before she finally stood and made her way out.

As she stepped out into the bright sunshine, Liliana took a deep breath. She had faced her first real challenge as Princess of Wales, and she had done it with grace. She only hoped she could continue to do so.

## chapter 7- with child

Liliana was a former English peasant who now had the title of Princess of Wales. At the age of 18, she was living a life of luxury and comfort she had never dreamed of when she was a peasant. She had married Henry, Prince of Wales, when he was just 15, and they had been trying for a child to start a family of their own.

Liliana was walking through the castle gardens when she felt a strange sensation in her belly. She had never experienced this before and knew something was wrong. She stopped in her tracks and placed her hand on her stomach, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and excitement. She realized that she was pregnant, and her heart raced with joy and anticipation.

Liliana knew that she had to tell someone, but she didn't want to tell Henry yet. She decided to tell Catherine of Aragon, her husband's brother's widow. Catherine had been married to Henry's brother, Arthur, and she was a kind and loving mother figure to Liliana.

Liliana hurried to the chamber where Catherine was staying in the castle. She found Catherine sitting near the fire, a book in her hands. Catherine looked up when Liliana entered the room, and her face lit up with a warm smile.

'Liliana, what can I do for you?' Catherine asked.

Liliana took a deep breath and said, 'Catherine, I think I'm pregnant.'

Catherine's eyes widened, and she put her book down on the table. She stood up and walked over to Liliana, putting her hands on her shoulders.

'Oh Liliana, that is wonderful news,' Catherine said with a smile.

Liliana smiled back and nodded. 'I wanted to tell you first. I don't want to tell Henry yet,' she said.

Catherine nodded in understanding. 'I won't tell him. But you need to be sure to tell him soon. He will be so happy,' she said.

Liliana nodded, and the two women hugged. As they embraced, Liliana felt a wave of warmth and contentment wash over her. She knew that her life was about to change, but in the best possible way.

The year was 1506, and Liliana was about to embark on a journey of motherhood and family. She was excited for the future, and she was thankful for Catherine's support.

'Thank you, Catherine,' Liliana said, as she pulled away from the hug.

'Of course, my dear. Now go and get ready for your future,' Catherine said with a wink.

Liliana smiled and nodded, before turning to leave the room. She was excited to start this new chapter in her life, and she knew that with Catherine's support, she would be able to tackle any challenges that lay ahead.

The future was a mystery, but Liliana was ready to face it head on.

## chapter 8- nobody told me it hurt so bad!

Liliana had been a peasant in England all her life, but now she was the Princess of Wales, married to the young Henry Prince of Wales. It had been a whirlwind romance, and ever since their wedding day, Liliana had been counting down the days until the birth of her first child.

That day had finally arrived.

Liliana lay in her bed, surrounded by her ladies-in-waiting. She was in labor, and it was taking longer than she had expected. She felt like she had been in pain for hours, and she was exhausted.

At last, the midwife announced that the baby was coming. Liliana felt a sudden wave of relief wash over her.

The midwife laid the baby in Liliana's arms. Liliana looked down at her baby with love and joy.

But then the midwife said something that made Liliana's heart sink: 'It's a girl.'

Liliana looked up at her husband, Henry. He had been so excited for a son, and she could see the disappointment in his eyes.

She knew that this was a common occurrence in their society. Boys were valued over girls and it was a disappointment to the family when a girl was born.

Liliana smiled at her husband and said, 'It's okay, Henry. We still have each other. That's all that matters.'

Henry smiled back at her, but Liliana could tell that his heart was still heavy.

The midwife finished her work and left the room, leaving Liliana and Henry alone with their daughter.

Liliana looked down at the little bundle in her arms and said, 'Welcome to the world, my little princess.'

Henry smiled and said, 'It's a pleasure to meet you, my little one.'

Liliana and Henry both looked at their daughter with love and adoration. Even though she was not the son they had hoped for, they both knew that she was a blessing.

The year was 1507, and Liliana was now the mother of a daughter. She smiled and held her baby close, feeling a deep love for this little girl who had just come into the world.

## chapter 9- my name?

Liliana was feeling a sense of joy and accomplishment as she held her newborn daughter in her arms, naming her Margaret. She had been born into a family of peasants in England, but now she was the princess of Wales. She had married Henry, the Prince of Wales, at the tender age of 16, and now they had a beautiful daughter.

The midwives had declared the baby to be healthy and strong, and Liliana was so proud. She looked up at Henry, expecting him to share her joy, but instead, he seemed preoccupied with something.

'What is it, my love?' Liliana asked, concern in her voice.

Henry sighed deeply, his face drawn in a frown. 'I'm sorry, Liliana, but I must ask you something,' he said. 'What if this baby was not a girl? What if it had been a boy? Would you have named him after me?'

Liliana was taken aback by the question. She knew it was important to her husband, but she hadn't expected him to be so blunt about it. 'Well, I suppose I would have,' she said hesitantly.

Henry nodded. 'Very well. But I must ask that you name the next one a boy, or else I will have to consider an annulment,' he said.

Liliana gasped in shock. An annulment? She had no idea her husband was so serious about having a male heir. She had been so excited to become a mother, but now it seemed like it would be the end of her marriage. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked back down at her daughter.

'Please, Henry, don't do this,' Liliana begged. 'I love you and I will do whatever you ask of me. Just let me keep our daughter.'

Henry looked away, obviously conflicted. Finally, he looked back at Liliana. 'Very well,' he said. 'But I expect the next one to be a boy.'

Liliana nodded, relieved that she still had a chance to keep her family together. She looked down at her daughter, trying to ignore the fact that she was a girl and not a boy. She named her Margaret, as she had planned to do all along.

The year was 1507, and Liliana was determined to make her marriage work. With each passing day, she worked to be a good wife to Henry and a loving mother to Margaret. She was sure that someday soon, she would have a son to name after her husband.