Princess of York

The scent of rain mingles with the damp earth as you race across the fields, your small legs pumping, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Your cousin Cecily's breathless warning echoes in your ears: "There is a messenger coming!" Hope, a fragile butterfly, flutters in your chest.

But as you reach Grafton Manor, the sight of the messenger, his livery bearing the white rose, sends a chill down your spine. The news is a hammer blow: Bosworth Field. York defeated. King Richard and Queen Marian… dead.

Two days later, the grief is a heavy cloak. Your Aunt Elizabeth Woodville is lost in her own sorrow. Your cousin Lizzie, reaching out to the river's depths, confirms the devastating truth of your father's fate. Then, the sound of hooves on cobble. The Tudor standard. They are here.