{Hello everyone I know I promised that this would only be a two parter but I couldn't help myself with the way I decided to take this last second. So here is the big question guys is Jane going to let him go or will she put up a fight? I do not own The Tudors only my own character(s) and anything else that you do not recognize.}

It was morning and I was helping Anne get ready for the morning. The air was sullen and except for the poet the silence between us was deafening. I was placing her jewelry around her as a man spoke a poem through the room. She gave me a small smile before looking back into the mirror, watching the maiden behind her as she placed her hair up. The door opening behind me caused everyone to stop what they were doing and stand at attention. When I saw that it was Kingston I looked towards her window, it was too early for her to be taken now. "Am I to be taken now, I thought-" Anne spoke my thoughts aloud

"My Lady forgive me the executioner has been delayed on the road from Dover and your execution is postponed until twelve o'clock. I wanted to tell you in good time, in case-" Kingston interrupted her

"Master Kingston, I hear you say I will not die before noon and I am sorry for it for I thought to be dead by that time, and past my pain?" Anne asked confused

"Madam there will be no pain. The blow will be so subtle" Kingston reassured her

"Yes, I heard the executioner was very good." Anne replied back

Silence fell over everyone as we each struggled to come up with something to make the situation seem better. A small laugh escaped Anne's lips and I looked over to her shocked. No longer did she bore the face of misunderstanding and determination. No instead she had a small smile playing on her face, had she gone mad? Anne placed a hand over her mouth. Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, Anne spoke up once more "In any case I only have but a little neck."

Anne laughed once more and looked back to the rest of us. This time she did not try to hide her laughter in fact it grew louder. I knew this not to be her true laugh but more of an exasperated one. Everyone stayed silent as she continued to laugh and I gently placed a hand on her shoulder to let her know that I was there for her. She looked over to me and let out another short laugh before she cleared her throat. "Miss Chaisty, Mister Cromwell has asked for your assistance in telling his Majesty of this news. Speaking for the voice of Lady Boleyn if you will."

My hand dropped to my side, that man insisted on keeping me close after what I had witnessed and been privy to since my arrival. I didn't have a choice in the matter and I honestly wanted to keep my distance from Henry at the moment. Not only in respect to Anne but I didn't want to have a run in with Jane either. I gave Anne an apologetic look before I followed after Kingston. I was once more led down the halls and out into the fresh air. Thomas was standing at the stairs awaiting my arrival. "Ah, Lady Chaisty there you are!" He exclaimed

I gave him a hard look and stopped in front of him. "I must insist that we hurry, I have other commitments to attend to as well."

He nodded his head and stuck his hand out for me to grab. I hesitated before I placed my hand in his and I let him lead me up the stairs. "Has his Majesty heard anything at all?" I asked after a moment of silence

"No, that is what we will be going there for. I know that his Majesty will not react well and it is in my hopes that with your medical opinion along with being beside the Lady Boleyn that he will come to see reason." Thomas told me after a moment's hesitation

I knew he was scared to meet the king on his own and who wouldn't be. This was a trying time for everyone and I knew how impatient Henry could be and this being prolonged would just cause his impatience to turn to anger. People were wandering through the halls as we arrived in the room where Henry was standing with a dagger dangling from his fingers. Hearing our arrival, Henry looked over in our direction and asked, "Well, is it done?"

When he received silence voice got bigger, "Is it done?"

I looked over cautiously to Thomas and I let out a small sigh. Here was the moment of truth, "No your Majesty unfortunately we must postpone the execution again." Thomas answered Henry

Henry turned immediately and walked towards us. At first it seemed the only person he saw was Thomas but as his eyes wandered over to me, his pace slowed down. He cleared his throat and asked, "What?"

"The executioner was delayed."

"Then you fetch someone else, do you hear? Fetch back the axman that did the others. He was good enough wasn't he? Didn't botch the thing?" Henry told us while he leaned across a chair with the dagger once more dangling from his fingertips

"Your Majesty made a promise." Thomas continued to try and reason with him

I watched as Henry grew even angrier at this. He walked towards us with the dagger pointed at Thomas. Neither of us moved and even though I was sure mine was due to the fear that coursed through my body, I knew Thomas (though a coward in many ways) would stand his ground against the king. "Why should I care about my promises to that whore!" Henry shouted

I flinched at his loose term towards his wife but kept my lips shut. It was not my place to correct him, especially not in this day and age. Henry turned away from us and placed the tip of the dagger against the table. "Your Majesties promise is public knowledge, that is all-" Thomas once more tried to reason with Henry

It would seem that Henry would have none of it as he pinned Thomas to the wall in an instant with the dagger pointed against his neck. This was enough to jump me out of my fear and anger started to course through my body. I may not like Thomas very much but, I couldn't just stand by and let a man have his life threatened in front of me. I didn't like it when Thomas showed it to me and I hated it even more now. "I still don't care! I ordered you to get someone else! I want her dead! I want it over with! Finished! Go and do it or by gods blood you will join her."

I placed my hand on Henry shoulder and called out to him, "Your Majesty," He looked back at me with anger until he realized it was me. When he didn't turn on me in anger, I placed my fingertips on the blade and pushed it back slightly, "Please, there is no need for such mindless violence. If that is what you wish to happen as King then as your most loyal servant he will do as asked."

Thomas looked over thankfully to me as Henry withdrew the sword. Thomas and I started to walk out of the room and back to the hall but, I stopped right at the frame of the door. "I would also like to give a voice to the cause, if I would be aloud?" I asked

"Of course Lady Chaisty, your voice is always welcome." Henry had said with a slightly cooler head

"I am not speaking on behalf of the Queen...in fact when she heard the news she said much the same as your Majesty has. But, as Mr. Cromwell put it, it has made it into the public's ears. It would be a shame for them to see you in a different light because of one promise left unfulfilled. I only speak in the idea of your future and the kingdoms future."

As I spoke he seemed to actually consider what I was saying and he looked back down at the table in front of him. "I am sorry if I spoke out of place. Have a good evening your Majesty." I told him as I gave a small curtsy and left the room.

I had caught up to Thomas who was standing in the hall waiting for me. We were just about to pass a group of people when Henry's voice rang loudly through the hall. "I said!" Both me and Thomas faced Henry. He no longer seemed enraged in fact he seemed to take my opinion to heart, "Postpone it!"

I gave Henry a small smile and bowed my head in acknowledgment. "Thank you." I whispered and followed Thomas through the halls once more.

(Henry p.o.v)

I wasn't going to let the fact that my wife had yet to be beheaded ruin my day. What was disturbing my mood was the fact that I was supposed to be riding out to see my future wife and yet Jane was not the woman on my mind. No in fact as I rode out to Jane's home all I could think of was Samantha. The way she looked at me today with her eyes pleading for my mercy towards another woman. Not once thinking of her safety as she reached out for me. My heart raced when I felt her soft touch on my arm. It was like her voice and actions soothed my anger to the point where I could think clearly. I even remembered the way she smiled at me. It wasn't a smile that would reach her beautiful eyes but, it was enough to set my heart racing. What did these feelings mean, after all Jane was the woman I had been planning on proposing to? Even if I was to think of Samantha as my next wife, she wouldn't be as easy as Jane especially with Anne still alive. Though despite all this my feelings continued to grow for her and it was becoming difficult to suppress them.

Jane was the woman I was to marry, I had already promised her that. I couldn't break that now, not after everything. Samantha would just have to remain a close confidant and I would have to put some distance between us. After all there was no harm in looking from afar considering I would never subject her to being my mistress. As her family's home came into sight I smiled at the thought of announcing our engagement. I had to push those thoughts behind me. I rode faster towards her home some excitement welling up inside me. As soon as I arrived I was welcomed with open arms. Jane's father and brother escorted me into their home and straight to Jane's beautiful bright face. She curtsied to me and I scooped up her hands and pulled her up to face me. I placed a kiss on the back of each of her hands. "You look beautiful today Jane." I complimented her

"Thank you, your Majesty."

"If you will follow me your Majesty, diner is waiting." Her brother spoke up behind me

I cursed at her brother for having to interrupt but, I let it go and walked with Jane into the dining room. Jane sat directly across from me and I sat beside her father. The diner was delightful, good food and wine and not one face in the room bore a frown. Each and every single one of them laughing and enjoying themselves. Jane's laughter floated over the table and I watched her carefully. Hearing her laugh made me miss the nervous giggles and laughter that escaped Samantha's lips. These two women in my life were so alike in so many ways but so different at the same time. I cleared my throat and looked to her father, I kept telling myself that Samantha was not and would never be mine as I have already accepted Jane as mine. I felt as if I was trying to convince myself more than stating the facts. Either way I had to proceed as planned "I am sure you are aware Sir John that my marriage was declared null and void."

"I have been made aware of the circumstances your Majesty and like everyone else I have been shocked and utterly amazed by what I have heard. "

"I am grateful but I must tell you. The Privy Council despite these recent hurts have pleaded with me to venture once more into matrimony. In the hope that my bride will produce a legitimate heir. I think you know that...my choice has fallen upon your daughter." I told him

Why did I pause? I was letting the thoughts of Samantha consume to the point of not fulfilling my duty to Jane. "I do." He replied bringing me back to the present.

"Tomorrow you will all travel by barge to Hampton court where our betrothal will be announced." I announced to everyone at the table

People around me spoke of their happiness for us but, it still didn't seem enough in the end but I had to finish of this properly. "I swear to your Sir John from tomorrow everything will be different. We will be young and merry like we used to be. Lady Jane." I spoke a toast to my soon to be wife

Even though she smiled at me, her smile did not seem to reach her eyes. She averted her eyes from mine and started to speak to her brother instead. After diner we took a walk out into her yards and walked around with her brother and father shortly behind us. Jane had her arm intertwined with mine and we walked in silence enjoying our presences alone. The silence was starting to get to me so I decided to strike up a conversation. "What would you like to talk about sweetheart?"

"If your Majesty shall allow I would like to talk about your daughter Mary. When I am Queen I should hope to see her reinstated as heir apparent."

Thinking of my past children, my bastard children at a time like this. I laughed and asked her "Jane you are a fool to hope so. You ought to solicit the advancement of the children we're going to have, not any others."

"But, your Majesty I thought I was asking for not so much for the good of others, as for the good the repose and tranquility of yourself as well as the children we may have ourselves. And for the tranquility of your Majesties kingdom."

Well she did have a point. I wrapped my arms around her waist and apologized, "Forgive me. It's just that I so much want a new beginning, a renaissance. Sometimes it is hard to be reminded of things. Do you understand?"

We had stopped walking and the sad look from Jane's face earlier appeared. She looked back to her family and sighed. "What is it my love?"

She seemed to be searched for something in my eyes before she whispered, "May I speak to over here for a moment?" She asked motioning behind the bush

My eyebrows scrunched together but I nodded my head. I waited for her to speak patiently but Jane would look at me as the haunting words past her lips. "Do you love her more than me? Do you care for the Lady Chaisty more than me? I know it might sound and be selfish but..." She paused and looked up to me, "I don't want to share you with her or anyone."

(End of Henry P.o.v)

~~TUDORS~~

I had been venturing through the halls. After the announcement of Anne's postponement again I choose to take a quick stop by Elizabeth's quarters. I wasn't surprised to see the maids running around packing things up for her. After all with her being declared a bastard she was no longer permitted to stay in the castle. I could hear Elizabeth's shrill voice denying something and a harsh voice speaking to her threateningly. I came around the corner in time to hear what was going on. "You must do as you are told now hush or I will hit you!" Lady Bryan spoke to her

It was obvious that Elizabeth did not want to wear what was hanging off of her and Lady Bryan thought the way to handle it was with threatening her. The child just had her home, father and mother taken from her she couldn't expect her to want to go willingly. I could see that Elizabeth was fighting back tears and I looked down to Lady Bryan harshly. "I don't believe that was necessary."

I turned Elizabeth around to face me and crouched down in front of her. Lady Bryan sent me a glare and walked back to the ladies at the table. I placed he tips of my fingers under her eyelids and pushed her tears away. "Now Elizabeth you are the daughter of the King. You don't fight and act like a spoiled child. You my lady are better than that. Now let's get you dressed.

"But, I don't want to." She muttered under her breath and looked down to the floor

I grabbed her chin gently and pulled her face up to look at me. "Sometimes we are forced to do things that we do not want to, that my dear is life."

I pulled the vest gently through her arms and onto her shoulder. Elizabeth remained calm and silent as I did this. Unfortunately that meant that I could hear the conversation that Lady Bryan was having with her maids. That also meant that Elizabeth could hear the conversation as well. "She is no longer a princess, she's a bastard. And Master Cromwell has asked for her accounts to be settled. Also in respect to her necessities provided for her mother in the tower."

"You mean the child should pay for her mother's imprisonment?"

"Yes out of the money the king pays for her household."

Tears started to fill her eyes once more, "Does the king not love me?" Elizabeth asked in a whisper

My heart broke for the little girl in front of me. "Of course he does. This is just a rough thing for your father the King to deal with my lady. I have an idea. How about I take you out to the garden to look at the flowers once more hmm?"

Elizabeth's face lit up with excitement and I allowed her to drag me out the doors. Just because the room was filled with negativity doesn't mean that she should be forced to listen to it. I told Anne I would take care of her and that was exactly what I was going to do.

~~TUDORS~~

I had just dropped off Elizabeth after a long while of playing in the gardens. Lady Bryan wasn't impressed with my actions but, I could have cared less. My next target was who I really wanted to talk with. I knew that I was stepping out of line with what I was about to do but I was not about to let a little girl fall into debt if I could help it. I pushed through the doors that lead to Cromwell's desk. "Excuse me!" A guard tried to stop me but, I shoved him off of me

"It's alright let her through." Thomas called out

I walked straight up to the desk and dropped the bag of coin my family had been sending me on the table. "That is for Elizabeth and I want you to see it all goes to her or so help me."

I started to walk away but he called out for me again. "I cannot accept this?"

"And why not?"

"Because this is what his Majesty wanted. This is how it works."

"Well then give it back to me and I will take it to him myself. She is only but eight years of age and yet you expect her to pay off things that are completely out of her control. So what is it going to be either you take the coin in exchange for her debts or I take it to his Majesty myself."

Thomas looked torn but when he didn't hand the bag back to me, I took that as my answer. I turned my back to him and pressed my skirt down, "I will be asking his Majesty to make sure that she has received it."

I was almost to the door when Thomas voice drifted through the room, "Why do you care? She is not your daughter?"

I looked back over my shoulder at him, "No, she may not be my daughter but I would and will love her as if she is my own. I cannot stand by and allow this injustice to happen to her."

Thomas didn't say anything back and left the room with a small sigh escaping my parted lips. As I walked down the halls I ran into a messenger. "Lady Chaisty you have been asked to check on Thomas Boleyn health as he has been complaining of a pain in his stomach."

"Is my medicine kit down there?"

"Yes. Shall we go?"

I nodded my head and followed him down. My mind was still swarming with everything that had happened this day and my walk down to the dungeons was quick. I was left alone with him but, the guards stood watch. I cleared my throat and asked, "Alright Mr. Boleyn I have been alerted of stomach pains?"

Thomas sat with a bowl of soup in front of him but, he seemed to be staring at it disinterestedly. "I cannot seem to eat my food. My stomach hurts too much for that."

"Okay stand up," I told him. He did what I asked and I started to softly touch his stomach to see how tender any of his areas were. When I saw no sign of bruising or soft tissue damage I warned him, "I am going to push harder on your lower stomach, if it hurts I want you to let me know."

He nodded his head and I started to push more. The first few times there was nothing but once I got closer to his side, he flinched and groaned in pain. I stood up and walked over to my kit, "Have you been having lots of gas? And trouble defecating?"

When I didn't receive an answer I looked back at him expectantly. Although he was giving me a very distasteful look. I grabbed some of the liquid medicine that I had used with the king and walked over to him. "I am asking for your health whether you like it or not this is the question that I need answered."

His eyes darted everywhere but at me as he nodded his head. I gave him a teasing smile and rolled my eyes, men. "You are constipated, that will go away in a few days' time. I will put a few drops of this in your soup. It won't taste magnificent but, it will help move everything along."

I had leaned over and dropped a little bit into his bowl and spun the liquid around. I turned around and started to put things back into my kit when the door opened once more. Charles walked through the door and nodded his acknowledgment to me. I stood up to confront him, "Your grace."

"Am I-am I to be tried?" Thomas asked

"No, you are to be released. But, his Majesty commands that since you no longer enjoy his trust or affection, you are to be stripped forthwith of all your official posts and titles. You will no longer serve on the Privy Council; you will relinquish the role of lord privy seal and all its privileges. His Majesty also desires that you leave court and that you never show yourself in his presence again on pain of death."

Thomas placed his hand over his mouth and listened intently to Charles. "So I am to keep my earldom?" Thomas asked selfishly with a smug look on his face

I scrunched up my face in confusion. In a time like this he was more worried about a silly piece of gold then his daughter and sons life? Apparently I wasn't the only one enraged by this and Charles knocked the table over, grabbed him by the shirt and pinned him against the wall behind him. I gasped in surprise and took an involuntary step forward. My need to help someone came over me before the anger towards her father followed after. I choose to stay where I was and allow Charles to do what he needed. If he got carried away I knew I would step in though. He breathed heavy for a minute before he asked in a harsh voice, "Did you watch your son die? What about your daughter, will you watch her suffer? Will you watch her die? I can tell you that the woman that just treated you is a friend to your daughter and she not only went and watched your son's death but I am sure she will watch her friend die as well. That says a hell of a lot more about her than you? Tell me Boleyn was it worth it?"

I was shocked at the words that came from his mouth but at the same time I agreed with them. I knew that even Anne watched her brother from the tower and I along with her. Thomas made a choking sound before he shoved Charles off of him. Charles stared him down before he looked back to me and motioned towards the door, "Shall I bring you back to the castle?"

I darted my eyes to Thomas but went immediately back to Charles and I nodded my head. Charles sent a glare towards him once more before he escorted me out of the room. I took one last fleeting look back at him. He was the classic coward and even I knew that he wasn't going to stay to see his daughter. The first chance he got he would run...just like the coward he showed me today.