This was the culmination of all her hopes. God had seen fit to answer her prayers, and she was filled to the brim with thankfulness. She was to be Queen of England, raised by this magnificent young man to be the bride of his heart and the mother of his heirs. Those who had scorned he and tried to humiliate her would now have to defer to her - she tried not to relish the prospect, but she was only human. The days of want were gone for good; very shortly she wold be the wife of the richest king ever to reign in England.
by Alison Weir
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The protagonist experiences a profound moment of joy and gratitude as she sees her lifelong dreams come to fruition. Having prayed for this moment, she is overwhelmed at the thought of becoming the Queen of England. This new status means she will be united with a noble king, fulfilling her role as his bride and the potential mother to future heirs. Her rise from past ridicule to royal acclaim brings a sense of vindication, even if she tries to temper her feelings about those who previously scorned her.

The anticipation of a lavish life as the wife of one of the richest kings in England fills her with excitement. The hardships she faced will soon be distant memories, replaced by the responsibilities and grandeur of royal life. Her journey represents not only personal triumph but also the shifting perceptions of others towards her, showcasing the transformative power of ambition and love in a historical context.

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