My husband is to endow a chapel at the church of All Saints here in thanksgiving for his deliverance from the dangers of battle, and we shall make provision for our tombs there and those of our children and cause Masses to be said there for our souls. We rejoice also because my husband’s son, John, is to marry the widow More within the month. I pray that the wisdom of a sensible wife will be the making of the lad. I see a great change in Edmund since his return from battle. He speaks harshly and his manner is rougher and he doth awake screaming in the night. How war doth change men. Yet he and Elizabeth are become close and when he was ill she spent much time caring for him in his chamber. I hear tales that King Henry has been slain in the Tower of London on the orders of the usurper who now calls himself King Edward IV. If this is true it is grievous news, for King Henry was a simple and saintly man. Henry Tudor’s supporters gather in France, yet I fear the cause of the House of Lancaster is lost.
