July 10th 1530
Anne Boleyn stood on her bedroom balcony, overlooking the fields of Kent. Hever Castle held her happiest memories as a young child, but France and Margaret of Austria court held all. The king of England has caught her eye, which holds a dark soul. Promising to both herself and the Lord Jesus she shall keep her maidenhead until marriage, she intended that. Early in the year, she gave in to Henry and gave him her virginity.
Placing her hands on the small bump, Anne smiled gently at the feel of her small bump stomach. Her child was a bastard but will have titles and its Father will love them. She prayed for a healthy child but in her mind, she knew Henry was praying for a son.
Walking back into her chambers Anne picked a book off the table and sat by the warm fire. Henry sent her away from court but promised to visit. She called for a maid and asked for some ink so she could write a letter to the king.
He lavished her with the most beautiful jewellery, the finest silk and beautiful poems and songs. Mistress Emma placed the ink and a sheet of paper upon the table near Anne and left the room. Anne wrote to the king and ordered a servant to deliver it to the king. Henry still was finding a way for divorce, he didn't wish for every child she carried to be bastards. Hopefully, it will never come to that.
December 21st 1530
Anne squeezed her sisters hand tightly as another contraction hit her body. The midwife told Anne to push, though she was tired, she did as she was told. After what felt like years of pushing, a loud wail was heard. The midwife had the baby cleaned and wrapped into a soft woollen blanket before placing the newborn into Anne's arms saying "You have a healthy son M'lady".
This is my first story, so I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this story. the purpose is Anne births a healthy bastard son but goes to France after overhearing a conversation between the Spanish ambassador and William Brereton. They are planning to have her and her son poisoned. Anne and the newborn moved to court late January.
This is a fanfiction, not the actual Tudor era. So if there are words that did not exist back then, I really don't mind. Plz review, fav and follow and suggest any names for Anne and Henry's son.