chapter •prologue

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WHAT OLD ANASTASIA LOOKS LIKE.



"Your Majesty, your children are here to see you." The last living remaining lady in waiting of Anastasia I informed her mistress. Anastasia laid on her bed, ready for death to take her. She nodded her lady in waiting, Kathleen. Kathleen opened the door to let in the princes and princesses of of England. Anastasia's children with her late husband, Henry VIII. Six full grown children, three boys and three girls. Along was Lady Mary, daughter of Catherine of Aragon, and Lady Elizabeth, who is the daughter of Anne Boleyn.

They all gathered around the foot of the bed. Anastasia's eldest son, the king of England, kneeled next to her and took her hand. On the other side was her eldest daughter Margaret.

"I will soon join your father in the kingdom of heaven. I love each and everyone of you, my beautiful children."

"It's too soon, mother." Margaret protested. She refused to let her go.

"Only God can tell when it is time, but before he takes me away, I wish to tell you my story. My life, my legacy." Anastasia said, looking at Kathleen to start writing once she starts speaking about. "It all started my years ago, in my birth country, in Russia..."

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