Thanks for all the reviews, they make me happy. I really should update It Takes a Feminine Touch but I just haven't got the muse. Sorry to everyone who likes that fic. Anyways here's the next odd couple drabble.

Just some background info on this, Authur survived the sickness and is reasonably healthy though not as much as his brother. He and Katherine are married and they have two children Mary and Authur. Henry and Anne Boleyn are married and they have Elizabeth, Edward, and Margerate.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Tudors

Pairings: Authur/Katherine Henry Anne Boleyn/Henry

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It's a sin to want your brothers wife.

The King was in a bad mood. Not many could tell it as the king was well practiced at hiding his emotions but he was in a bad mood all the same. He often was as of late and only he knew the reason. His wife and he did not have what most would call a happy marriage. They tolerated each other for the sake of the kingdom and the alliance between England and Spain but there was no mutual affection, no warmth in their actions.

No; the woman he really loved he could not have. For several reasons not just because he was married. Marriage did not stop most men from taking mistresses and as king he was well within his rights to do so. He could have his pick of any of the women of the court. But this woman was untouchable.

The woman he thought of was Anne Boleyn, his brothers wife. He cursed himself for the day he had allowed his brother to marry. Perhaps if he had not it would be Authur who was with Anne right now but no. His immature little brother was married to the most beautiful woman in the world and he treated her horribly.

Henry never paid attention to her, obsessing over a need for a son to carry on his name. As King Authur understood the need for a son but Henry took it to the next level. All he seemed to do was complain about Anne and chase after other women right under her nose. Authur hadn't missed those longing looks tossed toward his wife either.

Authur wanted someone as fiery and passionate as Anne. Dark, and enchanting, nothing like Katherine. He wanted to feel young again but that was not possible with his aging wife. Anne Boleyn who was for some inexplicable reason devoted to her husband.

He growled and threw his goblet at the wall startling all the nearby servants. He was King of England! He should have everything he wanted including her! Yet he couldn't have her.

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Some people will always want what they can't have, ignoring all that they do have.

It should be him. That was the only thought that ran through Henry's head at dinner with the court. He watched Authur enviously. He should be King and Katherine should be his wife. But instead he was stuck with being the Duke of York with Anne by his side.

He would be a better King he was sure of it! He was healthier and more athletic than Authur. He was also brighter. Authur would not be a king that would be remembered. If Henry was king his reign would be long and glorious and everyone would remember him as the greatest King England ever had!

He saw the way Authur treated Katherine. As if she wasn't the most captivating woman in the world. He would gladly trade Anne for Katherine regardless of her age. Katherine was a true queen, dignified and graceful. She was not intemperate as Anne was nor as jealous as her. Anne should know her place as his wife and stay silent when he conducted his affairs.

As Henry sipped his goblet of wine bitterly, he thought it would have been better for everyone if Authur had died when he contracted the sweat. Then he would be King and perhaps Katherine would even be his wife. It would be his son on the throne after him and him with all the glory.

But, he miserably thought, he was stuck with this. Katherine might have preferred him over his brother but she would never betray it. He would always be just the Duke of York.

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Those Tudor boy! All rascals. Anyway next up is Cranmer/Jane. Tell me what you think about a Francis Bryan/ Jane Seymour after that. Thanks for reading. R+R please.