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A/N I know this is short but it was just a story I wanted to get out of my system. Please read and review.
Right now I await my fate, my lord has believed the scandal produced against me, I hold my head in my hands while the tears fall, I am happy I am alone, it would not be right for my ladies in waiting to see my vulnerability, I am after all the Queen of England.
I sit at my desk and pick my up my quill to write, as I put the tip to the parchment I find that I am unable to write anything instead my mind runs over my life so far....How did things get so far?
Of course I knew the answer it was my family, always had been. I remember the first time my lord began to pursue me, I didn't want to entertain him but he was relentless in his chase and of course there was my family especially my Uncle Norfolk pushing me to encourage him. I hated the king to start with after all he had ended my marriage to Henry Percy but I grew to love him, I know deep down he did as well.
I have heard the talk of Henry marrying that Seymour creature, I saw this coming all along, the days he was not coming to my chamber I knew he was away to her, I feel the tears threatening to fall again at this, all the things we have done, did they not mean anything to him?
He changed a country just to be with me, going against the pope to divorce the Spaniard and after having our beautiful Elizabeth he is discarding me, just like he did with her, will he do this with Seymour after he tires of her? It sickens me that I am to be punished on trumped up charges just so I can be shoved out the way.
The charges....How could he believe them, they are rubbish, saying I slept with my brother in order to produce a male heir along with the supposed other affairs I had with Francis Weston and Mark Smeaton. Oh my poor sweet brother, I had to watch him being executed this morning, the grief I felt was unbearable, I knew he was not capable of hurting anyone and he would never have betrayed his king.
Tomorrow is my turn, I will be executed for these crimes I have been accused off. I never thought I would have ended up in this position, my daughter will grow up not knowing her mother only the scandal which will follow her legacy, I just hope there will be people around her who know the truth she will not think to badly of me. I smile at the thought of the red headed child in her crib, she truly is the best thing I have ever done with my life and I love her so much.
I pick up the quill and begin to write...
My Dearest Elizabeth,
As I write I pray that it will find its way into her hands safely and she will know once and for all her mother loves her and will always look after her.
I feel a steely resolve overcome as I finished the last of my letter, I will go to sleep and tomorrow I will walk into the courtyard with my head held high, showing no fear after all I am Anne Boleyn Queen of England and I shall remain so until my last breath.