Writer:
Edward has been locked in a room, he is annoyed, and very much angry. That Warwick family has decided to be Cowards and not face him. So they will happily go against the King's orders, but once he demands to see them, they run away.
Edward Stalks around the Castle, being left alone in a room. He soon hears the sound of horses running outside. Knowing there was a window, with Frustration, Edward opens it.
He then Proceeds to shout out, so that everyone can hear what he is saying. "George, You Coward, Come And Face Me Like A Man!" Edward Shouts. "Don't hide behind our cousin! George! Does our mother know about this!"
Then George snapped. "Damn You, Edward!" He Shouts In anger, "I'll not allow that witch upon the throne, and you've been no King! Since you first dipped your wick in her!"
Warwick escalated the situation, only making himself known. "George."
Edward then starts to shout out at Warwick. "Off to Parliament, Warwick! To try and force the crown on George's head!?" The 2 men ride away in their horses, ignoring The King's remarks.
Anne Neville:
I've been snooping around my house. Father has been hiding things, and I've finally found one. Here I am with Issy, who will soon be the Future Queen Of England.
There is a big wardrobe in the middle of the room. I go up to it, and open it. I didn't know what I was going to find inside. But I just knew it was something valuable.
I see the most beautiful cape ever, one only meant for King's and Queen's. One that's Gonna be Soon worn by Issy!
I lift it up carefully, as if it is the most delicate thing on Earth. "Issy! Look what they have sent for You! It is here Coronation furs. Elizabeth's!" I paused just to take a look at the whole item.
"They have taken them from the Palace of Westminster!" As Issy comes and grabs one side, I go to take the rest out.
Issy didn't seem one bit happy, "They still smell of her perfume." I tried to Lighten the mood. "Only Kings and Queens may wear this fur!" I was so happy for my sister. This is everyone's wish come true! She will be a Queen, and her son's will be Future Kings. The Line of York, will run through her blood.
"You will be Queen, Issy! Aren't you happy? Father has done this for you, Isabel" The look on Issy's face was the complete opposite of mine. She seemed sad, and disappointed. Or even worried. What is there to be worried about?
"There are two queens already, Annie. One is in Exile the other is cowering in a Tower, with a price upon her head! I would be the third Queen. So what if Father turns against us, as he's done both with the others!?" Issy has been having these thoughts in her mind all this time?
I laugh and I tell her, "He will not turn against you! You are carrying the Prince, his grandson. There is no-one else for father now." Father cannot leave us, he will only go and cause more trouble. If he doesn't love us, the least he can do is love his grandchildren.
"We all said that Edward was the rightful King. We said that he was the Flower of York! And we would walk in the sweet garden of England with him." Issy paused, "We danced at her coronation. We said that we loved her." Issy knows we never said that, they had always told me she was not meant to be Queen.
So why now is Issy trying to turn against that. She will be Queen, she will be the Best Queen There ever will be.