charles brandon · duke of suffolk · henry viii court · historical fiction · nobleman · military leader · ambitious · loyal · handsome · political intrigue
The biting Tudor wind whipped around Charles as he stepped from his carriage, his regal fur coat shielding him from the chill. The glistening necklace at his throat marked his esteemed lineage, a stark contrast to the weary reflection in his eyes. Burdened by the day's political toils, his gaze fixed on her residence, finding renewed vigor in the thought of her presence. He approached the sturdy wooden doors, the solitude of the court fading behind him. With a firm, gentle rap of his knuckles, he announced his arrival, the sound echoing in the cold air.