Edited 06/02/2018

Henry and Nan could hear the screams from Anne as they climbed quickly up the steps of the tower that she was being held in.

"Why is she screaming?" Henry who's anger was now at its height asked the short man that was in charge of the prisoners at the tower of London.

"I am very sorry to tell your Majesty that she has been having terrible nightmares," he said hoping that he would have his head after all of this. The guard knew that they had not been treating the Queen fairly. He had ordered this because he was told by a member of the King's household that that wanted the King had wished to. Now the King was demanding to see his wife, and he seemed not to be angry at her but at someone else this time. He wanted the Queen to be freed demanding that she be released from this place.

"Where are her ladies, I know that there were ladies placed with her to look after her?" Lady Nan asked because she could not hear anyone calming her majesty.

"Yes the Lady Nan is correct she had ladies of the household stationed to her service why if that was correct we should be able to hear more than my wife's cries?" Henry added in his head that once that he find them they will be in a cell instead of his wife.

The short man opened the door to view the room was a mess. The sheets from the bed were on the floor with blood and a liquid that Henry never saw before. There were bloody handprints along the wall, and then Nan saw her, her Queen was curled up in a ball holding a very swollen stomach. Then Nan knew that that night that his majesty had forced her had gotten her mistress pregnant, and he had not known this. She ran towards her mistress as fast as she could.

Henry could then see Anne was shaking and looking at the wall he could see that she had a very swollen stomach and he knew that it would be his. Nan was able to calm his wife more than he was able to at this point he also needed to relax.

"Your majesty it is going to be alright," Nan said in a soothing voice to calm down her friend.

"His coming too soon. It's too soon," then she screamed again.

"He your majesty? Who is he, your majesty?" Her Majesty placed her friend's hand over her stomach.

"The king's son Nanny," she whispered. She had not noticed her husband being in the room she was just focused on her friend. She was exhausted, and she wanted the pain just to go away. She did not want to lose another son like before she had kept herself healthy for his sake. "The King's son."

"Your majesty your wife needs to give birth and soon because if does not we might lose both of them to the hands of God," Nan looked up at the King who was watching the friends together.

"Nanny, are you here?" Anne asked as if she had just noticed her friend in a whisper.

"Yes, my Queen I am here for you," hugging her friend.

"Am I dead?" She was crying again. She had just noticed her husband. Anne thought that she was in heaven and that her husband was an angel. All that she could speak it was a whisper for she was losing her voice. "Am I dead?"

"No my love you are not dead, nor will you die today," he whispered he ran towards her hugging her and her friend because she was tightly holding onto her lady-in-waiting. He kissed her on the forehead to found that it was caked with sweat and dirt. Henry had never seen his wife like this before and hoped that she was never going to go through this ever again.

"I must be because you do not love me. It hurts too much to be heaven so I must be in Hell," Anne whimpered she was fighting a losing battle with the tears that were flowing into her matted dark hair. It was sticking onto her skin, and she was too hot it was like when she had the sweats and nearly dead.

"You would never go to hell my sweet Anne," kissing her hair over and over again. "I will always love you my love, and I am so, so sorry that I was cruel to you and hurt you in so many ways," kisses her at every word. "You are my true love, my true wife and my true queen."

"I know that that is not true. You love Jane Seymour, not me," a fresh tear fell from her eyes.

"No, she never is my love you are the only one," kissing away the tears with his knew that he very nearly lost Anne and he never wanted to feel that way again.

"I heard one of the ladies that were stationed to me talking that you were going to make her your Queen to replace me in your heart," she moved away from him towards the wall away from her husband.

"My sweetheart I was turned by evil and by lies away from my true love," pulling her away from the wall. "I believe you, Anne," he whispered into Anne's ear. She screamed again louder than before. "What is wrong with her Nan?"

"She is in labour your majesty," she looked at Anne and asked. "How long as this been going on your majesty?"

"It started last night I felt pain in my stomach, and I woke up, and I was alone there was no-one here. I shouted for help, but no-one would come," she was crying again and shook like a leaf. "Nanny it hurts," her husband picked her up and carried her to the bed as carefully as he could he did not want to hurt her again.

Nan looked under her majesty's undergarment and saw that her friend had to start pushing and soon for her sake and the baby's sake.

"Nan is there anything that I could do to help?" The King asked. He was ready for orders, and it was not every day that he watched his wife give birth in fact that he had never attended a baby being born it was not something that the male members of the household never were party to.

"Hold her hand and keep her calm. That is all that you can do right now. I have some experience but not much I know how the midwives delivered the Princess so I feel that I can do this," she pushed up Anne's legs making sure that she did not hurt her. Placed a couple of pillows that she had found from around the room under Anne's legs making them higher up and space more apart. Then she looked again between her majesty's legs and saw the crown of the baby's head. "Your majesty you have to start pushing now the baby is nearly here," looking at Anne's face.

Anne pushed with all of her might and tightened her hold on her husband's hand. Henry thought that she was about to break his grip for she was holding so tight onto him and he would have never thought that she would have the power or strength in her. But he had heard that things were not always what you are lead to believe.

"Come on my Queen we need you to push one more time," repeated Nan she could see more of the baby and felt that her majesty just needed to push one more time then the new baby would be in the world.