Mary Tudor

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The next day, the girls where all brought before the king. Each being surrounded by guards. Elizabeth's eyes were red - rimmed. She wasn't worried about herself dying she was more worried about the other two. After all her father couldn't be so cruel that he would sentence his own daughter to death. Could he? Elizabeth did not know nor could she bear to think about it.

All three of them bowed before the king. Each shaking silently. "Did you really think you could get away with trying to free a prisoner from one of the country's most protected places," the king began, he didn't seem to care or notice that his daughter was one of the three brought to him, "i am ashamed of you Elizabeth. I can't belive i have to have my own daughter beheaded!".
"No!!!" Mary cried, "it was my fault i came up with the plan! I dared her to do it! Kill me instead!".
"Surely even you wouldn't kill your own daughter!" This time the cry came from Alice. Henry looked thoughtful. "You're right," Henry began, "i will lock Mary away instead not in the tower of London but somewhere in another village where no one will realise that she's there. As for you two, don't think i am letting you off lightly. I shall have you beheaded at sunrise tomorrow!".

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