[Elizabeth will fight to keep that promise. She can't imagine what drove her future self to arrange a match between her daughter and Henry Tudor of all men.
She strokes her daughter's golden hair as she lets the tears freely flow. She doesn't remember the last time she was able to mourn, to cry even when her brother and father were so cruelly executed by Warwick.]
Then we will put our faith in that, in the knowledge Richard is safe and will one day return. [It's a small comfort but one she will cling to no matter what.]
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[Elizabeth will fight to keep that promise. She can't imagine what drove her future self to arrange a match between her daughter and Henry Tudor of all men.
She strokes her daughter's golden hair as she lets the tears freely flow. She doesn't remember the last time she was able to mourn, to cry even when her brother and father were so cruelly executed by Warwick.]
Then we will put our faith in that, in the knowledge Richard is safe and will one day return. [It's a small comfort but one she will cling to no matter what.]