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Sometimes I take for granted how incredible Catherine of Aragon really was. I think it’s because, even though I know about her early years and the things she’s done, the image that is constantly portrayed of her in the media in her later years, focusing almost solely on her divorce or her motherhood, is what sticks in my mind.
I mean, she spent her childhood growing up on campaign in a war torn country, and after the fighting is over she’s sent to be married to an English prince, who after a few months dies and leaves her a teenage widow. She survives for years with barely any support, effectively abandoned in a foreign country with dwindling funds for herself and her ladies and household. And during this time becomes the first European female ambassador in history.
And after years of this misery and isolation, she finally is able to marry yet another English prince and becomes the Queen of England, winning the love of the people and her husband, and then later, acts with skill and capability as the regent of the country in Henry’s absence while he’s out fighting in France. And not only does she rule the country, she also leads out the troops to fend off a Scottish invasion, in full armour, while heavily pregnant.
And then they win the battle, and she sends Henry a letter with the bloody tatters of the dead Scottish king’s coat, with a side note saying she wanted to send him his head, but the English Lords didn’t think it appropriate.
Even though it’s given way too much precedence in the media, the way she handled herself throughout Henry’s attempts to get a divorce, and her strength in fighting her cause was incredible, in light of how distressing it must have been for her.
Honestly, Catherine of Aragon was an amazing woman, who led an amazing life, and we constantly only ever see a small fraction of it shown in TV shows. Personally, I’d love to see a movie just about Catherine’s life, from childhood in Spain to her death in England and everything in between, instead of just treating her as one part of Henry’s life.
Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words. “Fire and Blood,” Daenerys told the swaying grass.
"But what have I to prove? It should be you wrapped up in Zmey Gorinich’s coils, proving that you are not a monster, that you are worthy of me!”
“Have I not proven it? Have I not taken you out of your starving city and fed you, clothed you in fine things, taught you how to listen and how to speak, brought you to a place where you are a mistress, a tsarevna adored and worshipped, made love to, your skin dusted with jewels? Did I not dower myself? Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand?”