Sister! he said warmly, jumping down from his horse with a clatter of armor and sweeping her a low bow.
Brother Henry, she said curtseying back to him to precisely the right height, considering that he was only a second son of England, and she was an infanta of Spain.
I am so pleased to see you, he said quickly, his Latin rapid, his English accent strong. I was so hoping that His Majesty would let me come to meet you before I had to take you into London on your wedding day. I thought it would be so awkward to go marching down the aisle with you and hand you over to Arthur if we hadnt even spoken. And call me Harry. Everyone calls me Harry.
I too am pleased to meet you, Brother Harry, Catalina said politely, rather taken aback at his enthusiasm.
Pleased! You should be dancing with joy! he exclaimed buoyantly. Because Father said that I could bring you the horse which was to be one of your wedding-day presents and so we can ride together to Lambeth. Arthur said you should wait for your wedding day, but I said, why should she wait? She wont be able to ride on her wedding day. Shell be too busy getting married. But if I take it to her now, we can ride at once.
That was kind of you.
Oh, I never take any notice of Arthur, Harry said cheerfully.
Catalina had to choke down a giggle. You dont?
He made a face and shook his head. Serious, he said. Youll be amazed how serious. And scholarly, of course, but not gifted. Everyone says I am very gifted, languages mostly, but music also. We can speak French together if you wish, I am extraordinarily fluent for my age. I am considered a pretty fair musician. And of course I am a sportsman. Do you hunt?
No, Catalina said, a little overwhelmed. At least, I only follow the hunt when we go after boar or wolves.
Wolves? I should so like to hunt wolves. Dyou really have bears?
Yes, in the hills.
I should so like to hunt a bear. Do you hunt wolves on foot like boar?
No, on horseback, she said. Theyre very fast. You have to take very fast dogs to pull them down. Its a horrid hunt.
I shouldnt mind that, he said. I dont mind anything like that. Everyone says I am terribly brave about things like that.
I am sure they do, she said, smiling.
A handsome man in his mid-twenties came forwards and bowed. Oh, this is Edward Stafford, the Duke of Buckingham, Harry said quickly. May I present him?
Catalina held out her hand, and the man bowed again over it. His intelligent, handsome face was warm with a smile. You are welcome to your own country, he said in faultless Castilian. I hope everything has been to your liking on your journey? Is there anything I can provide for you?
I have been well cared for indeed, Catalina said, blushing with pleasure at being greeted in her own language. And the welcome I have had from people all along the way has been very kind.
Look, heres your new horse, Harry interrupted, as the groom led a beautiful black mare forwards. Youll be used to good horses, of course. Dyou have Barbary horses all the time?
My mother insists on them for the cavalry, she said.
Oh, he breathed. Because they are so fast?
They can be trained as fighting horses, she said, going forwards and holding out her hand, palm upwards, for the mare to sniff at and nibble at her fingers with a soft, gentle mouth.
Fighting horses? he pursued.
The Saracens have horses which can fight as their masters do, and the Barbary horses can be trained to do it too, she said. They rear up and strike down a soldier with their front hooves, and they will kick out behind, too. The Turks have horses that will pick up a sword from the ground and hand it back to the rider. My mother says that one good horse is worth ten men in battle.
I should so like to have a horse like that, Harry said longingly. I wonder how I should ever get one?
He paused, but she did not rise to the bait. If only someone would give me a horse like that, I could learn how to ride it, he said transparently. Perhaps for my birthday, or perhaps next week, since it is not me getting married, and I am not getting any wedding gifts. Since I am quite left out, and quite neglected.
Perhaps, said Catalina, who had once seen her own brother get his way with exactly the same wheedling.
I should be trained to ride properly, he said. Father has promised that though I am to go into the church I shall be allowed to ride at the quintain. But My Lady the Kings Mother says I may not joust. And its really unfair. I should be allowed to joust. If I had a proper horse, I could joust. I am sure I would beat everyone.
I am sure you would, she said.
Well, shall we go? he asked, seeing that she would not give him a horse for asking.
I cannot ride. I do not have my riding clothes unpacked.
He hesitated. Cant you just go in that?
Catalina laughed. This is velvet and silk. I cant ride in it. And besides, I cant gallop around England looking like a mummer.
Oh, he said. Well, shall you go in your litter, then? Wont it make us very slow?
I am sorry for that, but I am ordered to travel in a litter, she said. With the curtains drawn. I cant think that even your father would want me to charge around the country with my skirts tucked up.
Of course the princess cannot ride today, the Duke of Buckingham ruled. As I told you. She has to go in her litter.
Harry shrugged. Well, I didnt know. Nobody told me what you were going to wear. Can I go ahead, then? My horses will be so much faster than the mules.
You can ride ahead but not out of sight, Catalina decided. Since you are supposed to be escorting me, you should be with me.
As I said, the Duke of Buckingham observed quietly and exchanged a little smile with the princess.
Ill wait at every crossroads, Harry promised. I am escorting you, remember. And on your wedding day I shall be escorting you again. I have a white suit with gold slashing.
How handsome you will look, she said, and saw him flush with pleasure.
Oh, I dont know
Oh, I dont know
I am sure everyone will remark what a handsome boy you are, she said, as he looked pleased.
Everyone always cheers most loudly for me, he confided. And I like to know that the people love me. Father says that the only way to keep a throne is to be beloved by the people. That was King Richards mistake, Father says.
My mother says that the way to keep the throne is to do Gods work.
Oh, he said, clearly unimpressed. Well, different countries, I suppose.
So we shall travel together, she said. I will tell my people that we are ready to move on.
I will tell them, he insisted. It is me who escorts you. I shall give the orders, and you shall rest in your litter. He gave one quick sideways glance at her. When we get to Lambeth Palace, you shall stay in your litter till I come for you. I shall draw back the curtains and take you in, and you should hold my hand.
I should like that very much, she assured him and saw his ready rush of color once again.
He bustled off, and the duke bowed to her with a smile. He is a very bright boy, very eager, he said. You must forgive his enthusiasm. He has been much indulged.
His mothers favorite? she asked, thinking of her own mothers adoration for her only son.
Worse still, the duke said with a smile. His mother loves him as she should; but he is the absolute apple of his grandmothers eye, and it is she who rules the court. Luckily he is a good boy, and well-mannered. He has too good a nature to be spoiled, and the kings mother tempers her treats with lessons.
She is an indulgent woman? she asked.
He gave a little gulp of laughter. Only to her son, he said. The rest of us find herermore majestic than motherly.
May we talk again at Lambeth? Catalina asked, tempted to know more about this household that she was to join.
At Lambeth and London, I shall be proud to serve you, the young man said, his eyes warm with admiration. You must command me as you wish. I shall be your friend in England; you can call on me.
I must have courage: I am the daughter of a brave woman, and I have prepared for this all my life. When the young duke spoke so kindly to me, there was no need for me to feel like weeping; that was foolish. I must keep my head up and smile. My mother said to me that if I smile, no one will know that I am homesick or afraid. I shall smile and smile however odd things seem.
And though this England seems so strange now, I will become accustomed. I will learn their ways and feel at home here. Their odd ways will become my ways, and the worst thingsthe things that I utterly cannot bearthose I shall change when I am queen. And anyway, it will be better for me than it was for Isabel, my sister. She was only married a few months and then she had to come home, a widow. Better for me than for María, who had to follow in Isabels footsteps to Portugal, better for me than for Juana, who is sick with love for her husband, Philip. It must be better for me than it was for Juan, my poor brother, who died so soon after finding happiness. And always better for me than for my mother, whose childhood was lived on a knife edge.
My story wont be like hers, of course. I have been born to less exciting times. I shall hope to make terms with my husband, Arthur, and with his odd, loud father, and with his sweet little braggart brother. I shall hope that his mother and his grandmother will love me or at the very least teach me how to be a Princess of Wales, a Queen of England. I shall not have to ride in desperate dashes by night from one besieged fortress to another as my mother did. I shall not have to pawn my own jewels to pay mercenary soldiers, as she did. I shall not have to ride out in my own armor to rally my troops. I shall not be threatened by the wicked French on one side and the heretic Moors on the other, as my mother was. I shall marry Arthur, and when his father dieswhich must be soon, for he is so very old and so very bad-temperedthen we shall be King and Queen of England, and my mother will rule in Spain as I rule in England and she will see me keep England in alliance with Spain as I have promised her. She will see me hold my country in an unbreakable treaty with hers; she will see I shall be safe forever.
London,
14th November 1501
ON THE MORNING OF HER WEDDING DAY Catalina was called early; but she had been awake for hours, stirring as soon as the cold, wintry sun had started to light the pale sky. They had prepared a great bathher ladies told her that the English were amazed that she was going to wash before her wedding day and that most of them thought that she was risking her life. Catalina, brought up in the Alhambra, where the bathhouses were the most beautiful suite of rooms in the palace, centers of gossip, laughter, and scented water, was equally amazed to hear that the English thought it perfectly adequate to bathe only occasionally and that the poor people would bathe only once a year.