Although I am a BIGG Anne Boleyn fan and would love to write this story solely on her actual history, I am going to use the plot lines The Tudors has developed. I feel I'll have more liberities with that. So in this story keep in mind that her affair with Thomas Wyatt is real.
England 1524
"Father I don't want to go. Please don't make me." I begged, although for what purpose I am no longer sure. The English Court was the most corrupt court in all of Europe. Scandal always on ladies lips, ambitious fools crowding the place. I hated when my father took leave there. The King was always happy to accept him for a few weeks. And now he tells me that I am going to be Queen Katherine's newest lady-in-waiting. I wanted to pout and kick and scream and shout. But I was a woman at 17 years, and I knew that it would do me no good.
"Do you think for an instance that I care what you want, Constance? I will not insult the King by denying this honor. We are not of a strong bloodline. You know this. The king is kind to have even offered this." He took my hand and yanked me hard enough that my hood slid back. I gasped but held my tongue as I knew the consequences for talking back to my father.
A few years ago, when I was just blooming into womanhood I was receiving attention from many gentlemen. My father put an end to this immediately by making me not so beautiful to gaze at. With one black and deep purple mark around my left eye, and a split in my bottom lip no one even dared to look again.
I put my hood back in place smoothed the front of my dress. Then, as I remembered I was not supposed to be excited by this "honor", laughed out loud. My dearest cousin came next to me and begged for my silence as she was excited.
Horns blared and his king's men shouted. People started to bow at his Majesty's feet. He walked forward as if these people who are doing anything to get his attention meant nothing to him. I admired that. Then the Queen came forward, completely graceful with a different care than her husband before her. She nodded to almost everyone smiled happily like just walking and seeing her people made her day.
When the King came to us, he gazed over all of us, stopping at just one to gaze longer. She held her gaze straight ahead as if the King of England meant nothing to her. She was beautiful to me; although I'm sure plenty of people would disagree as she is not the typical beauty you see. She was poised and seemed to be so opinionated. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad if I could just find someone to ease the torture.
"Ladies please follow the Queen she will instruct you in your daily activities and what is expected of you in her court. Oh, and ladies, welcome to the English Court." He smiled at all of us and despite my best efforts my knees felt weak.
We followed the Queen into her Chamber and were shown our bed places. She explained to us how important Mass and prayer is, and how above all else we needed God in our lives to guide us. I liked her, I wanted for so long when I was a child to become a nun and serve God truly. However He had other plans.
"Well, enjoy the rest of the afternoon, tomorrow after we break our fast there is to be a jousting match at which I expect all of my ladies to be there." With that the Queen left us to find our bearings and relax before our lived officially changed forever.
"Hi, I'm Constance Shore." I stuck out my hand awkwardly to the lady that the King had been so interested in earlier. She looked at it and folded her cover.
"I'm Anne Boleyn. Nice to meet you Lady Constance. Is this your first time serving at court?" She asked her voice was smooth, never missing a beat, almost musical.
"Yes, it is. Honestly, Lady Anne, I am not excited about my sentence here. I would much rather be married." I whispered so no one else would hear.
"We aren't sentenced here. It's not an imprisonment. Really it's a chance to become what you can, now we can rise from nothing into everything, and that is exactly what I intend on doing." She whispered back. For and instant I saw a flicker of utter determination and sincere excitement for the path that lay before her. I didn't know then, how completely right she was, how much I would learn from her, and how much my life was going to change just by becoming her friend.