Anne Neville:
Issy continued to express her concern, "She will know that I have worn her furs'" I grabbed her arm and started rubbing it. Issy was not gonna get better, and neither was a Queen gonna get any less angry.
We should be worried, Just like Issy said. The Queen absolutely hates us, just because we are here on the Kings Orders does not mean the Queen had accepted of this decision. Who know's what she'll make us do, what she'll have us be treated like.
She was an angry woman and we all knew she would do her best to wish we had never come into her territory.
While I was thinking, Issy continued ranting. "She will put her evil eye upon us." Issy was convinced that the Queen would murder her, and there were rumors the Queen was a witch. She might even end up cursing us, with an eternity of misery. And we cannot have her charged for Witchcraft because at the end of the day, she is still the Queen.
However I had to console Issy, before she got even worse. "She will not care about us anymore, Issy." I said nice and calmly, as if I did not have a worry of staying here, when In reality I did.
"She will hate us. Because of Father." Now that I could not deny, she would hate us, even until she was dead. Or worse until we were dead, maybe then she will finally have the revenge she is probably seeking. I looked away and thought of the possibility.
Elizabeth Woodville, The Queen Of England:
I was starting to think on the bright side, I could use their stay to my advantage. They know they cannot afford to cross me, no matter how much they hate me, they will have to obey my orders, or they might just end up getting kicked out all over again. "Maybe with them close to us, our curse can do it's work." I told to my mother.
We all knew they would not find a way out fo the curse I put on them. The curse would catch up to them, and in the end, Kill Them. Not that I am sorry for that, they deserve it for the hell they have put my family through. And for what they did to my father and brother, the members of my family that are no longer with us.
We have not even finished mourning and they already want to barge in, and get on our good side again. They were never on our good side, now they were on our hit list.
I made eye contact, with the wife of that terrible excuse for a man, Warwick. She seemed to walk with pride, thinking she will walk in here like she owned the place. Thinking she can walk back in here like she had no care in the world, like she didn't have a big target on her back.
"I'll make them my ladies in waiting." I knew this time, Warwick cannot resist. Because he knows he will have to make a good impression on Edward if he wants to live on with his life. With Warwick dead, it will only be soon before his children and wife die with him.
Anne Neville:
We had just gotten out of our carriage when King Edward, and Richard walked out. King Edward walked down the steps slowly, he had a big smile up on his face. Richard stared at us as if he could see through our souls, and he surely wanted to rip us apart. I didn't know if it was meant for just my father and Brother in Law, or all of us.
We held onto our breaths to hear what King Edward was going to say...