Henery
200 Years ago, in Herstmonceux, East Sussex. (Camilla’s flashback) ‘Camilla, you shouldn't go out to that part of town. It is dangerous. People have been going missing and been murdered there! It’s not safe!’ Henry warned. I strolled through the hallway untying her shawl and sliding off of her shoulders. My purple silk dress shows her station within the British monarchy, she was a princess. Her hair was pinned up in a sweeping braid under a matching purple bonnet. ‘You aren't my father Henry, you are my brother! You cannot tell me what to do!’ ‘Oh wait until mother and farther find out about your secret trip to the village!’ ‘Please Henry do not tell them. I will be a prisoner here, in this castle.’ I pleaded. ‘I wont tell. If you wont tell them where I am going!’ ‘Why Henry, wh
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