[Anne's Pov]
{Anne's decision} Now it's my choise.
{Anne's decision} Now it's my choise.
"But you can't!" George's voice takes me back to the reality, and he goes out. No, he was here, he was near here!
"George, for goodness sake!" I say, angry. "What can happen?"
"Everything, sister, evrything. You are the Queen of England, not more only a simple Boleyn!"
He is right, George is terribily in right, but what can I do? I'm the Queen, but is like as I'm nothing. I always obey to dad, Howard...and now to George, too?
"It's my decision." And my eyes look at the Lord Chancellor.
"It's my decision" I whisper, to take the courage before the jump, before admitting to be meeting in what would have been Betrayal.
Betrayal for Henry. Love for me.
And Thomas, I think?