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„I want you to leave the court immediately, and never come back," Henry sat in his chair. When he looked at her he saw the hurt, hurt he had cased. He wanted to stand up and hug her but he couldn't, he knew that, not if he wanted to save his marriage.
Unmoving she starred back. When he looked at her he saw the hurt, hurt he had cased. Those beautiful eyes of hers started to glistened over, he wanted to go to her and take her in his arms. But he couldn't he knew that, not if he wanted things to improve with Anne.
He always had had a weakness for beautiful woman, it had ruined his first marriage and now it was doing the same to his second. This had to stop, he was after all the King of England and a King wasn't weak. When he first met Jane he had had no intention of marrying her, but then Anne lost their son and everything had changed. Jane had been his light in those dark days, and he would never in his wildest dreams, thought of sending her away. But now he was doing exactly that, it was hurting him as much as her. But he had to be strong now, there was no turning back.
"Am I making myself clear?" he asked her after a moment of silence.
"Of course your Majesty, I am to leave court and not to come back," she wanted to burst in tears.
Henry waved his hand, and with that she curtseyed, and went out the door.
He slowly stood up, good god his leg hurt from day to day more. He had been foolish to believe that Jane had saved him the day of the jousting. No, god has punished him, and now he had to life with this painful awareness of his sins.
He didn't know if it was the right decision, but he couldn't kill another wife. Henry knew that he wasn't just making a decision for himself, but also for England. If Anne didn't give him an heir, than Elizabeth would be Queen on day. And he wasn't sure if England was ready for a woman on the throne. Not with the French and the emperor right on the edge of war. The other country's just waited for a chance to take over England, and it was clear in Europe that he had no male heir. This would be the perfect time for them to start a war against him.
He looked down at his leg, if that wound didn't heal then he could count his last days.
He couldn't let that happen he was King and a King didn't day of a jousting wound, it wasn't even on his chest or face, no it was on his leg. He would make sure that he didn't write history as the only King who was put out by a leg wound.
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As soon as Jane got to her quarters, she let the tears out. So that was what it came to – rejection- it didn't feel good. Anne had won and she had lost. Good god what would she do now? She gave her maiden head to him, just yesterday and now he sent her away. She never in her whole life experienced rejection, now she knew what it felt like. What would her father and brother think? She truly believed that he would marry her, after all that was what her father had said. Which man would marry her now? Her mother had once warned her that she should never give her maiden head away, if it wasn't to her husband, it was the precious thing she owned and she gave it away. To the King of England but still to a man, she now knew, had no interest in marrying her. She loved him and he hurt her so much. The only man she loved had betrayed her; a few weeks ago he had promised her that everything would be alright. She thought she could count on a Kings word. She should have listened to her mother. After all mother knows best. But when she was asked to his quarters that night, and he had stood before her, in all his glory she just couldn't have said no. He had been so gently even asked her if she was really sure she wanted to do this. And she had been sure, sure about their love and sure that he wouldn't throw her away like his other mistresses.
How wrong she had been.
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Henry looked out the window his thoughts racing back and forth between Anne and Jane. When he had slept with Jane, his eyes had tricked him more often than not had he seen brown hair instead of blond and dark eyes instead of light ones. But still he knew that he felt something for Jane, not the insane love he once held for Anne, but feelings nevertheless. He still loved Anne, he now knew that. It wasn't her fault that their marriage broke apart; no it was his, at least part of it. He had promised Anne faithfulness, and yet he strayed after the first year. That needed to stop, he had a beautiful wife he didn't need mistresses even if it was his right as a King.
His thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Her majesty, the queen" Henry nodded towards the door man and watched as Anne and Cromwell walked in. He sent him to get Anne because after all he was one of the men who mentioned Anne's unfaithfulness. Cromwell walked on thin ice, Anne would stay Queen and that way she would hold enough power over him to sent Cromwell away. Henry knew that Anne knew what Cromwell had said to him. The walls in this palace had ears. Cromwell's façade was one of calmness but Henry knew that at the inside he was squirming.
"You may leave, but stay around, you I want to talk to you later" he nodded and with a final bow walked out.
"Please, take a seat," he gestured towards the chair. Anne nodded and sat down.
"Is it your leg?" she asked when she noticed that he was favoring his other leg.
"It's not of importance, I asked you here because I made a decision," he sat down opposite of her. There still sat the same woman he met all those years ago. But the one think he did notice were her eyes, once they were so filled with life and now they were just…empty. And her face drenched in fear.
Anne's expression turned to one of fear. Fear of rejection, and what would follow it. Her live was on line. If he would reject her now than her life would be over. A few years ago she would have never thought that they get to this point, were she sat before him full of fear. They couldn't go on like this.
"Anne I want it to be the way it was before, before this whole mess, I love you I want you to know that and that is the only reason why I give you this chance, I want our marriage the way it was before. Do you think we could do that?" Anne starred at him in disbelief, she couldn't utter a word, she wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Her life was saved she could make peace with the people she wronged, and she could still try to give Henry and heir.
When she finally got her thoughts back in order she hastily nodded her head.
"Of course we can, and I love you too. It will be as it was before," Anne's nerves got the better of her and tears began to slip from her eyes.
"Hey, there is no reason to cry" Henry slowly wished her tears away and then he leaned down and sealed her lips with his.
He couldn't remember their last kiss or when it was, but it did feel good. When they broke apart Anne's tears had turned into a smile. Henry smiled back.
"It will not be perfect, but we still try ok?" he asked her after a moment.
"Yes, we will" Anne promised him. She knew that they couldn't go back to the way things were before, too much had happened between them but they could start anew.
"Would you like to dine with me tonight, just the two of us" Henry took her hand in his and together they stood up.
"Yes, I would like that very much" When Henry walked her to the door, she knew he wanted to be alone.
"Good, then till tonight" He kissed her on the check and then opened the door. Anne nodded one last time, and walked out.
Henry closed the door, the fear in Anne's eyes still in his head. He had let things go too far in the last months, her expression showed him that. He never wanted to see so much fear in her again, he would personally provide that today was the last time he had seen it.