Henry: (is sitting in his study, writing a letter).
Man: (walks in the door and bows his head). The Queen wishes to speak with you.
Henry: Well tell her I am too busy to talk to her.
Man: She says it is of great importance.
Henry: Very well. But only for a short moment.
Man: Yes my Lord (bows and walks out).
Katherine: My Lord (walks in).
Henry: So what is it that was so important that I must be disrupted so suddenly?
Katherine: I have great news.
Henry: Oh? And what may that be?
Katherine: That despite us not being as intimate as we used to be...By some miracle of God we have concieved.
Henry: (looks surprised) Are you saying...? Katherine are you...?
Katherine: (nods, smiling) Yes. I am pregnant. And I hope it is a son. The son you have always wanted and deserved.
Henry: (stands up) I am sure it will be. You must be well looked after. You carry a precious thing inside you.
Katherine: Am I not precious enough by myself? (stares at him curiously).
Henry: Of course you are. But now I have two of you to think of.
I will make sure that your every need it taken care of. Anything you ask for you shall recieve.
Katherine: Thank you.
Henry: (walks towards her and pulls her into his arms). We shall have a son and heir for our kingdom. I just know it.
Katherine: But if we have a girl...Do not be so disappointed.
Henry: I want a son of course...But any child is precious in my heart. Like our young Mary.
Katherine: I am glad to hear it. I am going for a short walk, I will see you at supper.
Henry: Katherine. Wait...I will come with you.
Katherine: I want to be alone.
Henry: Then I'll have one of your ladies accompany you.
Katherine: Let me walk alone. I promise I will not stray far. (strokes his cheek and leaves).