Thursday photo prompt: Fragrant #writephoto

Lilac and white contrast like day and night.

Standing in the garden waiting for the visitor to arrive Anne fiddled with her sleeves. She had a habit of pulling them down over her hands. She had never liked her hands, that stupid extra finger, no use nor ornament.

She watched the bees buzzing round the lilac and she wondered at how they never tired or grew slack in their travails. Bending down she picked a good size bunch of the lilac and a couple of roses and made them into a posey by wrapping them in her handkerchief. She took a ribbon from her elaborate dress and bound it neatly around the posey.

Anne looked at her handy work and smiled. Yes she thought an innocent gift for a visiting King.

Approaching the centre of the garden Anne suddenly shivered as a cloud momentarily blocked the sun. The lilac transformed into rivulets of blood, trailing down white skin.

A commotion brought her back to the present, the cloud and vision had past, though the doubt was there deep in her soul.

Her father and a very handsome man where approaching both smiling. “Anne” her father said “the King desires to meet you.”

Me though Anne, what would Mary think? Anne shook off her doubts and fears and decided to face this challenge. She also decided to do so, as much on her terms as possible.

As Henry took her hand and kissed it the vision of blood rivulets and white skin again coloured the garden. Anne blinked the fears away and smiled at the handsome king she was happy for now.

Above is another of my little plays on history, mostly imagination but based on fact.

It’s part of Sue Vincent‘s #writephoto Fragrance.

29 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 10:40:49

    Love this sis πŸ’œ

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  2. robertawrites235681907
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 10:46:26

    A lovely historical piece, Willow. I really enjoyed this.

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  3. Jordy
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 14:03:05

    Great story! Anne was sure to have visions of this sort!!

    Reply

  4. Lake Writer
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 16:41:34

    Love this take on how Anne would have (might have) felt before Henry arrived. Loved it.

    Reply

  5. Iain Kelly
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 20:43:25

    If only Anne listened to those doubts… Nice one.

    Reply

  6. Sue Vincent
    Feb 02, 2019 @ 21:12:29

    A lovely rendering, Willow. Poor Anne… no happy ending there…

    Reply

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  8. Violet Lentz
    Feb 06, 2019 @ 14:35:41

    Excellently told. Crispina just took me on a visual walk through the Boleyn Estate this week so it really worked for me!

    Reply

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  10. jenanita01
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 09:01:53

    Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.

    Reply

  11. Michele Jones
    Feb 07, 2019 @ 12:44:54

    Wow, poor Anne. Hopefully she had a better ending than eluded.

    Reply

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