Slowly, like a breeze going through treetops, they doff their hats and bow, and I realize that they are acknowledging me as queen, queen in the place of Margaret of Anjou, Queen of England, the greate...
She tried to live like an ordinary woman, but some women cannot live an ordinary life.
Perhaps we will not be great people, chosen by God, but just happy.
My father says there are more than twenty thousand turned out for the king. It seems that most men think that we will win, that York will be captured and killed, though the king in his tender heart ha...
Jacquetta, Duchess of Bedford—grandmother to the White Princess. When I started my research, there was no biography of her at all. I had to find her through her husbands, her family, and by tracing he...
It's not magic. It's what any slut does if she has her wits about her.
It was a dance like no other, a dance of seduction. Henry did not take his blue eyes off my face, he danced toward me, stamped his foot and clapped his hands as if he would strip me naked then and the...
It is luck to love someone who is free to love you in return.
If you are a reader, you are already halfway to being a writer,’ she says. ‘For you have a love of words and pleasure from seeing them on a page. And if you are a writer, then you will find that you a...
I will stand up and speak in my own voice and no man will ever silence me again.
I will make my own future, not predict it. I don’t need a charm to tell me what I hope will happen. I throw the gold charm which is like a wedding ring up in the air and catch it before it falls. This...
I was born to be Queen of England and mother of the next King of England. I have to fulfill my destiny, it is my God-given destiny.
I saw his glance flick over me, like a horse trader assessing the value of a filly. Whenever I looked up the king’s eyes were on me, whenever I looked away I was conscious of his stare still on my fac...
I must say tonight my greatest hope is to die in my bed, at peace with the world, as an old man.
I have the Sight, I should have seen it all, but some things are too dark to forsee. These are hard times, and England is a country of sorrows. No mother can be sure that she will not bury her sons. W...
I have loved you for years, she cried after him. I gave my womanhood to you. Tell me, in what way have I offended you? What have I ever done which was displeasing?
I am sure your piety does you great credit, Margaret. But certainly, if God is speaking to the king, then He has not chosen the best time for this conversation.
How should I forget them? They are around me like wasps around a honeypot.
He was such a happy boy, and happiness is not memorable.
He knew then, as she knew always, that it does not matter if a wife is half fish, if a husband is all mortal. If there is love enough, then nothing—not nature, not even death itself—can come between t...