"To get to the heart of the story, you have to go back to the beginning."
"It's been 477 years since the day the world was told my life had ended. May 19th 1536 became a figure head in history, something to be cherished and remembered for hundreds of years. But the truth is this was not the end to treacherous love affair, oh no this was just the beginning."
"Push your majesty, push just once more" this was it the moment that would change the fate of my life and henry's forever".
"It was another baby boy your majesty I 'am so sorry" my sweet nan replied oh how I envied her such a simple life, her only job to watch over me in all things. But this monster could not and would not be stopped by a servant who loved there queen, oh no this monster watched from the shadows as finally they knew they had won this horrid game of thrones.
My pain was indescribable as I watch them wrap my latest failure into a blanket and escorted my life less child once again from the room. How it was allowed to happen a second time I do not known, I was so careful and always on guard to point some would call madness. But yes once again I had lost a child to poison it was never recorded you see the sign's it leaves on a child purple eyes they say and you know, the loss of an un-held love was ripped from your hands by a unnamed monster.
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1st February 1536
He came to my rooms three days later with an unmasked expression one I had seen thousands of time in the course of our union. It was the look of pain that could only be matched by my own.
"Oh my love what are we to do now?"
"I do not known henry, I cannot bear this; another child ripped form my womb as if it's was the game of man" I could no longer contain my most inner thoughts this was the moment and the words I wished would never have to be said.
"I love you henry, my great king, but I can no longer be your wife or queen another child taken by the choice of another. I can see the clarity of our situation now they will never stop until my downfall begins."
"That's enough Anne I will not listen to your grief or madness my life is your life they are for ever intertwined."
"Are they henry I thought this would be the final straw, for you as well. I don't wish others to suffer any more for our love."
"Anne?"
"We have to give up now, how many battles can we live through and still be the same?"
"I will not listen Anne! Enough you are my wife and queen until we die!"
I heard the door slam behind him as a final end to our discussion but not to my most inner thoughts. Once again I would need a plan to gain what I wanted, the irony of my choice showed itself to me now. Although I had everything I wanted I was unhappy with this life, as for all the happiness it brought me I was in constant pain due to the loss of my children.