I was born June 24, 1533 to John Dudley and Jane Guildford, the former Duke and Duchess of Northumberland. My father was unfortunately tried for an executed for treason for his role in placing the Lady Jane Grey on the throne, on August 23, 1553. My mother was shunned from court, having been turned away by the Queen during an attempt to plead for her husband's life, and died shortly thereafter in 1554.
Unfortunately, treason seems to be a problem in our family, as my grandfather Edmund Dudley, who was Chancellor of the Exchequer, was executed for treason in 1510 by King Henry VII. I know little about my grandmother, Elizabeth Grey, the 6th Baroness Lisle, except that she like my mother retired from court life after her husband's death. My mother's parents were Sir Richard Guildford, Lord Warden of the Cinque Ports, and Eleanor West, daughter of Baron West of Oakhanger.
In total my parents had 12 children - Sir Henry (died in 1544), Thomas (died in 1528), John, 2nd Earl of Warwick (died soon after our release from the Tower in 1554), Ambrose, now the 3rd Earl, Henry (died fighting for King Phillip in 1557), Guildford (who was executed with his wife the Lady Jane Grey in 1554), Jane (died in 1555), Mary, who is now Lady Sidney, Catherine, who is now the Countess of Huntingdon, Charles (died in 1542), and Temperance (died in 1552). Only three of my siblings survive today in this Her Majesty's reign - they being myself, my elder brother Ambrose, and my sweet sisters Mary and Cat.
I am currently a widower. I was married to Amy Robsart, the daughter of Sir John Robsart and Elizabeth Scott. Our wedding was a grand affair - attended by King Edward himself and the then Lady Elizabeth and held in his royal palace of Sheen at Richmond. We had no children, and we both are devoted to the Church of England. Lately however, with my new position at court, things in my marriage were been strained. My wife succumbed to a cancer of the breast, but unfortunately in her death she implicated foul play as she was found at the bottom of the stairs of our home, with her neck broken. She had dismissed all of the servants. I believe me that this will place a permanent black cloud on my desire to marry the Queen.