REVIEW | The White Queen

Hey guys!

So I’ve been really into different TV shows lately! I’ve surprised myself at times because they’ve been about almost everything! I’ve decided to review three or four, whatever I choose to talk about for the next couple of weeks.

First up was shown on the network Starz one night. I’ve only seen it on my guide probably two times in my whole life and apparently it’s only been that one episode they air. I watched The White Queen! Back in February, I watched The Tudors and that took up quite a bit of my time and I really enjoyed it, mostly because of the stories of King Henry VIII and his wives, daughters, and counselors. It was all very interesting to me because I’m so into that part in history, but The White Queen predates him. The story is about Elizabeth Woodville, a widow and mother of two boys who meets King Edward IV and they fall in love, get married in secret and she comes to court with her family and everything turns very ugly. She is not accepted into Edward’s family: George, Richard and Cecily, the Duchess.

The show not only tells the story of this section of the family, but also of the Warwick family who are cousins of Edward, George, and Richard. Lord Richard Warwick made Edward king giving him the nickname “The Kingmaker”. The story goes on to discuss the daughters of Lord Warwick who were Isabel (she married the oldest brother George) and youngest daughter Anne who married firstly Edward of Westminster while her father tried to win the throne over Edward IV for her brother-in-law George. This Edward dies in battle and she later becomes a wife to the younger brother of the king, Richard. The addition of the first Tudor family is mentioned with Lady Margaret Beafort who gave birth to Henry Tudor who would later become King Henry VII of England and it talks about the ups and downs of both of their lives as this reign of the King and Queen goes on!

Sorry if any of this confuses you! Since almost every name I’ve heard in both The White Queen and The Tudors repeats throughout things can get very confusing! Anyways, the stories of this family and “War Of The Roses” actually comes from a series of books from Phillippa Gregory and the books, “The White Queen, The Red Queen, and The Kingmaker’s Daughter”. The first book was on my to be read list on Goodreads at one time and so was a book called The Princes In The Tower which the shows talks about towards the end.

If you decide to watch the show, I should probably tell you the whole thing is one whole season. Yeah, that wasn’t very loved by me because I wanted it to be longer!  After I was finished, hell even while I was in the middle of the second episode I couldn’t help keeping myself after from looking ahead and reading different articles about the families, because I was wondering how much of it was true. You get that way after watching The Tudors like crazy! You also become like this when the whole timeline is turned into 22 episodes. Even you know the writers left out a bunch of different things! So I guess that would be its only downfall. I liked the conflict between all of the characters, I really liked the storyline between Richard and Anne towards the end. And what I found about Richard as I watched the last episode was very interesting! Another love I had were the women’s braids. They were so gorgeous!

Have you watched The White Queen? What do you like or dislike about it?

More information about Richard:

http://www.archaeology.org/slideshow/508-king-richard-iii-england-bones-skeleton

Writing Prompt: Alexina Meets Evander

I’ve been thinking about different things and I keep having little “fairy tale” visions in my mind. So I’m going with this for today. This might have a few sections later on if I continue to develop thoughts and story lines about these two characters and era. I hope you think this interesting and hope you enjoy it!

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Night and day are united as one, the sun no longer shines outside the clouds as the plague continues to spread throughout the kingdom.
The village outside the palace is dreadfully infected with the disease and all of the staff are not allowed to leave the palace for any reason in case someone were to pass it along to any of us trapped inside.
We are slowly running out of food and since the sickness still affects everybody outside of the castle, we may be resulting in asking for help from other kingdoms.
Father hasn’t written any letters so far asking for more help with the care of our people and we need more food to feed them and ourselves, but my mother has and father wasn’t too thrilled about the fact that a woman wrote to the other kingdoms for their help.
Within a month, the plague still lingers on and we have officially run out of food here in the castle and three different kingdoms deliver their best men, doctors, priests, and food by the dozen for everybody in the kingdom as they said they can’t turn down a lady’s letter.
Father wasn’t pleased that they had brought it up, but inside he did feel grateful.
Since all of these extra people were coming into the palace, my sister and I helped the servants with dressing each room with blankets, towels, and fresh clothes for them.
“How many people do you think will be here with us?” Sloane said, as she was helping me fix one of the beds.
“Mother said probably close to forty people. That is, if the plague doesn’t affect them on their journey here.” I said back to her.
“Alexina, Sloane. They’re here.” Mother came in with three of her ladies in waiting, and two other servants who took over making the rest of the beds.
We grab the sides of our big skirts and follow them down the long hallway to the stairs, we looked down to find close to thirty people in the great room.
All of them kneeling down in front of father, and they stayed there to show their respect for mother, Sloane, and I.
We walked down the stairs and I looked at all of these people, I was expecting more than this, but I felt sad too as that meant the weather took some of their lives.
“Welcome to our home. I know you’ve come a long way and I thank you and my people will also thank you as well. We are in need of your help and we will greatly help you if you need it. Meet my queen, Freya and our daughters Alexina and Sloane.” My father said to all of our visitors, one of the male knights that still kneeled in front of us, had olive skin and dark hair with brown eyes.
He looked distanced but more alive than the rest that kneeled before me.
He didn’t look away from my father’s glaze and I actually wished he would so I could see his whole face and make him feel welcomed here.
“My trustee Nils will show you all to your rooms and then if you will go out to the village and began seeing my people. There will be a safe house for those who leave to do so, as I’m afraid I will not have my wife, daughters, staff and myself infected by the disease outside. Now, good day.” Father said as he concluded his speech.
The young man turned his face down towards the red and gold rug on the floor.
He seemed like a quiet soul, but he seemed kind of adventurous as well.
As father and the leaders of each kingdom walked away to catch up on old times, mother and her ladies in waiting walked towards the servants that came with all of the knights, to help them with whatever they needed, my mother wasn’t like any ordinary queen; she believed in helping any way she saw fit.
Sloane followed suit as I stood along up against the stairs looking straight at the mystery man that got my attention before my father started talking, he finally saw me and gave me a slight smile.
No teeth, but that was enough for now.
The commander got his knights attention by stomping his cane on the floor three times and they all stood up from the ground and turned away to walk up the stairs.
I got out of their way, but just enough that each of them nodded at me and kissed my hand.
When the man grabbed my hand, sparks glowed in his eyes, still looked distant but he was definitely interested now.
“What is your name?” I said in a firm voice but my voice cracked mid-sentence and I felt embarrassed of myself.
“My name is Evander, your majesty. Please to meet you.” He said as he leaned down to kiss my hand and then he gave me another small smile before walking away to the next man came walking behind him.
I kept quiet with him and the rest, they didn’t seem interesting enough for me.