Katherine Tudor Novels & Stories

A week later, a memorial was conducted for Queen Katherine Windsor. She had already been buried, the same day she died. Scarlett stood silently in the tomb beneath the castle, staring at the second headstone beside her father's. Katherine's portrait was placed beside it, just like King Eddard's. It still felt like a dream. The past week still felt like a terrible nightmare she would soon wake up from. Memories of the last night she had with her mother still replayed in her head. Now that she let herself think about it, she understood most of the words Katherine spoke.

Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season. Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."

There was no way the universe would let me enjoy my engagement in peace. Avery sat up beside me, pulling the couch’s blanket around her. “Your stepmother?” she asked, clearly as shocked as I was. “Luna Katherine? Dorian’s mother?” She asked and I nodded. I sighed as I grabbed my clothes, pulling them on hastily. “Yeah, but she’s not Luna anymore. Since she’s no longer queen, she’s referred to as Lady Katherine.” Avery blinked in surprise, processing the news. “Why would she suddenly be coming here?”

People who come from the Tatarous family, even if they are a sub-line, are also talented people, let alone the person in front of her right now – Laure Tatarous is the current ruler of the Tatarous family. After a while, Katherine finally answered. “I need time to think.” She said as she raised her hand to look at the clock: "I'll give you an answer in three hours, now I have to ask for permission to go first." "Very pleased, I am waiting for you." Laure didn't intend to stop her, watching Katherine's back disappear, finally, he withdrew his gaze and reached for the bodyguard beside him: "Documents". The bodyguard standing next to him brought another bag of documents, inside there were only

ELEANOR The stone floor of the Great Hall was cold beneath my feet. Ciaran had been obsessed with my lineage and origin since we got back from the Siren Kingdom, and I couldn’t blame him. I was curious, too. I had been losing my mind trying to come up with explanations for how I had managed to grow the lilies out of nowhere, not to mention all the other things that had happened to me that I didn’t have explanations for. Today, he was looking for answers. He’d brought in a high witch, a woman named Mother Vane.

She was Lady Kathrine de Forte, a distant cousin of the Lutfergaurd Family. Apparently, the caretaker of the Chateau de Veirsalles, Madame Trina, invited her for an evening dinner with the prince of Regaleria who was sitting at the center of a long dining table, but ever since the prince arrived at the chateau a year ago, Kathrine had been intentionally rubbing her way into the prince’s attention without any progress. Prince Ruen’s own vessel, the Esclava, was nearing completion. There were only just a few minor embellishments to be accomplished before he could formally set sail on its first voyage.

Forever. “There’s something much more important, Norah.” She straightens up in her chair and I look around. We’re seated at the outer part of the bar, under a large umbrella and occupying a cute wooden round table. I don’t think we should be talking about all of this literally just beside the street. But the weather is nice today and we both want to enjoy it without worrying about nosy strangers. “Well, the chief revealed that Mark was actually poisoned with the belladonna extract you gave me that night. And Oliver’s fingerprints were found on the vile,” I explain.

She’s beautiful but not as beautiful as my Kate is. Looking at Kate as the young woman hugs me, I stare at Kate confused. As Louise steps back, I smile and suggest she continue eating her meal. I know Kate will have even more questions, but I need a moment to collect myself. What the hell had Cory been playing at all these years? He never mentioned an Adams family in his Pack. It would have been a common courtesy to introduce us as we may very well have been distant relatives. Yes, that’s it, that’s why she resembles us – she’s a distant relative. Turning to Kate, I nod to her I am ready to go back to her office.

It was one of their more exhausting characteristics. “I will clarify it later,” I decided. Percy looked relieved. Then unfortunately amused again. “You’re adapting surprisingly well to relationships, sire.” “I disagree.” “You bought her jewelry and asked her to become your girlfriend on a private jet.” “Boyfriend duties.” “That was romance.” I ignored him completely. A knock interrupted the conversation before Percy could continue embarrassing himself. One of the guards stepped inside immediately afterward. “Your Majesty.” “What.” The guard hesitated slightly. “Lady Katherine was seen near the northern government wing approximately fifteen minutes ago.”

Lucien spoke through gritted teeth, and Archer's hold around the spoon tightened noticeably bending it. "I know, but do you know that Lord Fredrick's mate was a human?" Unaffected by his sons' reactions, King Elijah continued, "Katherine Augustus, a simple human born in a rich catholic family who did not know anything about the royal matters or the responsibilities...." Katherine Augustus..... Once again, a rush of memories passed through my eyes. The blonde hair of a beautiful woman, her soothing embrace, and then everything screeching to an abrupt hall with a tear-stained face and sight of.....blood.