Okay, I know I have other stories to write, but this is already all written, I just have to translate it in English. It's very strange, most of all because it follows History...Yes it's a sort of KOA/Cromwell pairing and it's not AU... So you say: how it's possible? I've tried to do the impossible LoL Let me know what you think about it, please! Hope you like it:)
It's alright cause you can try but you'll never keep me down
It's alright I may be lost but you'll never keep me down
You can try you can try but you'll never keep me down
You can try I know i'm lost but I'm waiting to be found
[This ain't a love song - Scouting for Girls]
1. Never Keep Me Down
October 1531 – The More
When Lady Elizabeth had entered her room telling there was someone waiting for her, she didn't certainly expected, climbing down the stairs of the crumbling though still beautiful The More residence, to find the Secretary. She quickly dismissed her lady and took some steps forward to the guest, trying to hide the amazement caused by that visit; she stopped then in front of him as to challenge him in that bow that, probably in spite of her prevision, not only he made, but even deeper than any other he ever made in her presence.
"Master Cromwell, what's the reason of your visit?" she asked after some moments of silence, while irony came out her voice and unchanged unchangeable pride shined in the blue eyes.
The Secretary made a small smile, impressed as always by the strength of that woman; it came back to his mind as a flash the way she faced the now deceased cardinal Wolsey and frighten the most ruthless men at Court, and he was included in them. And most of all, he remembered their last meeting, when he had to break the news of her imminent banishment from the Royal Palace and this memory more than any other didn't have the confusing appearance of a sudden flash, it was instead a memory that he had seen again in his mind for a lot of times though those four months, the same memory that in the end led him there.
"I'm aware of the encounter you had with Lord Howard of Norfolk to persuade you about the transfer of the trial about the King's Great Matter here in England… And I'm also aware of his failure, so I'm here to show again all the possibilities…" he answered after some other moment of silence with hesitance flattering in his voice.
"And what makes you think I'll listen to you?" the Queen cut him off staring at him with an unreadable expression.
"It's His Majesty's will" the Secretary simply said, knowing the woman's deep devotion for her husband.
"I prefer disobeying to the King rather than to God" she quickly replied with that same pride, never haughty, that came out not only from the voice or the look, but found a correspondence in the regality of her every simple act and in the way even hair seemed to move.
Thomas kept on looking at her for a few moments, unable to speak; it was absurd as a woman without any weapon could leave him so disarmed. Had ever someone though in front of that pious and devout woman that actually was she the devil? He had though it, many times.
"Your Majesty you speak as a saint, but I'm afraid you are not" Cromwell let out in a whisper, without probably ponder the words and starting to think, too late, about the consequences.
The Queen subtly petrified and a lighting of annoyance darkened the clear sky of her look; other clouds joined that sky, that was however forced in a deal of an eternal drought. Not a drop would have rained from that sky, not a tear from those eyes, and the both of them knew it very well.
"I believe you're really wasting your precious time" Catherine answered after some time, once regained the control of her emotions, too soon however to disguised also the face that showed a hurt expression "Master Cromwell…" she said then with a nod, letting him know that the conversation was over.
Thomas bowed again and after giving her another look, he left the room slightly upset by the meeting but with a small amused smile on the lips. Of course, it hadn't have been a waste of time.