more than dreamed of it, he thought he had a right. He was furious about the marriage to Elizabeth, and even more furious about being forced to keep the secret, to protect the York family from scandal and downfall.â
âYes, of course.â
âClarence had no guilty marriage hidden away, so he felt he should rule,â Annie goes on. âAnd of course Warwick was spreading this rumour that his brother, King Edward, was himself illegitimate. Nonsense, if you ask me â a typical bit of Warwick mischief. But it gave Clarence even more reason to want his older brother out of the way.â
â
Thatâs
why he and Warwick kept conspiring!â
âYes. And thatâs partly what the wars were about. If Edward could be killed in battle, it would be nobodyâs fault. Clarence would be crowned king and the York family name â and his motherâs reputation â wouldnât be dragged in the mud. Without Edward, Elizabeth would lose her power to get favours for the Woodvilles, so they would cause no trouble. But Edward was such a good fighter, they simply couldnât kill him.â
âSo Clarence went on keeping the secret.â
âHe had to. Elizabeth controlled everyone. Edward gave her whatever she demanded, because she could destroy him whenever she chose. All she had to do was act the innocent and say sheâd just found out about a previous wife, and heâd be finished. And, of course, he was still completely infatuated with her, so he didnât mind.â
Trying to be fair, I say, âPerhaps she really didnât know about the earlier marriage.â
Annie snorts with contempt.
âOf course she did! Elizabethâs mother was Jacquetta of Luxembourg. She knew everyone and everything â people said she was a witch, they were quite scared of her. Jacquetta saw from the start that her daughter could blackmail the King if she could make him marry her. And she was right.â
A thought comes to my grieving mind. âThe morning when the boys and I heard the Queen shouting at Edward, she said âthat old taleâ shouldnât worry him.â
âWhat she meant was, keeping it secret didnât worry Clarence,â Annie says. âNot any more. Think of it, Lisa. He was imprisoned in the Tower and knew heâd be executed sooner or later. His wife was dead. Warwick, too.â
âHe had nothing to lose.â
âExactly. So why not tell everyone the secret? At least theyâd know heâd had a justifiable claim to be King when Edward died. Elizabeth was desperately afraid he would talk. Edward was afraid as well, once she made him face it. Think how fast he acted, that morning when you heard her shouting at him. Clarence was tried, condemned and back in the Tower before he could say a word to anyone. Dead a few hours later.â
I can see it all, and Iâm frightened.
âWhat will she do now?â
âElizabeth?â Annie shrugs. âThe Lord knows. With Edward gone, sheâll get no more support from the house of York. They hate her, and always have â with good reason. The talk is that sheâs toadying up to the Lancasters, and I think thatâs true. Sheâs offered them her eldest daughter as a wife for Henry Tudor.â
âI know. But â surely she wants to see Edward on the throne? Heâs her son.â
But another awful truth dawns and I smack a hand to my head.
âNo! She knows he canât rule. Sheâs known all along. It could have worked if the secret had held, butEdward is no use to her now. Neither is his brother. They never will be.â I feel sick with horror.
We stare at each other.
Annie asks, âDo you think young Edward knows the secret, Lisa? Youâve been closer to him than most.â
I shake my head.
âIâm sure he doesnât.â
Ever since he was small, Edward has shown no doubt about his future kingship. I can see now,