A few weeks later Henry was still upset at the loss of his son. A bastard son but still his son. Anne became cold towards him.

Thomas Wyatt was upset as well but what could he do? What the King wanted he got. Lady Wyatt could have refused his advances but she didn't. It was his right to take mistresses and if they became pregnant then that's what happened. Anne had no reason to cause Elizabeth distress.

It was her fault that his son died. She killed him. His boy. Henry sighed. Maybe he was being too hard on her. Anne was hurting just as much as he was though for different reasons.

He promised to love her and take no mistresses. She probably thought that he didn't love her but he did. He loved her so much.

A knock came. "Enter!" he called.

"The duke of Suffolk, Your Majesty."

"Charles. This is so difficult."

"Yes. Anne is most upset. Thomas is as well. Lady Wyatt..."

Henry looked up. "What of her?"

"She believes the Queen caused the loss of her son."

"As do I. But what can I do? I won't kill her. There will civil war. And I love her. She has given me two healthy sons. All at the expense of her own life."

"You could go with your original plan. Putting her on house arrest."

"How long?"

"Until the King of France comes and then you can let her attend the feast."

"Yes. Tell her."

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Anne would be lying if she said that she wasn't afraid. She was scared. Her life could end all because he lost his bastard son. He had two healthy legitimate sons. Of course the loss of a child, no matter their parentage, was a sad one but it's not like the boy could inherit the throne.

Anne currently sat sewing and she got a stabbing headache. "Ah!" She saw a vision.

She was sewing, like she was now, but the feeling in her apartments was a dreadful one. Marching could be heard. The duke of Suffolk and other men loyal to Henry came in.

Anne was calm. "My Lords, why have you come?"

The duke of Suffolk presented a paper. "This is the warrant for your arrest. You are charged with committing adultery with Mark Smeaton, Sir Henry Norris, and William Bret."

Another man spoke. "We have come on the King's command to conduct you to the tower, there to abide during His Majesty's pleasure."

Anne stood and her ladies followed their mistress's example. "If it be His Majesty's pleasure then I am willing to obey."

Anne stood quickly. Her ladies looked up at her. "Majesty?" Nan said.

Anne heard marching and began to panic. Her breathing became labored and her heart began to beat fast.

"Madam you must calm down," Nan said soothingly.

"No, no, no. He's going to kill me I know it. Please don't let them Nan. They're going to take me away. You can't let them."

Nan held her as Charles came in with guards. He bowed. "Madam. You are being placed on house arrest until King Francis comes to England. Lady Nan and Lady Madge will wait upon you. The rest of your servants will either be dismissed, placed at Hatfield, or sent to Pembroke. The King requires you to make these decisions today and put it in writing." He bowed again. "I bid you good day Madam."

Her ladies knelt beside her. "See?" Mary said. "You're only being placed on house arrest. I'll go to Pembroke and you can send the rest of your household with me. The rest of the ladies can remain at Hatfield."

"Yes," Madge said softly. "We will go Hatfield and tend to Their Highnesses."

Anne calmed down. "Alright." She stood and sat at her desk. "I'll write up my desires and Mary, you will deliver this to the King."

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Charles came back to Henry. "She's not resisting. She fully accepts responsibility it seems."

"Good. Bring Lady Wyatt to me."

"Very well."

When Elizabeth came she was nervous. Thomas smacked her when he learned the truth. Her lip was split and her eyes puffy from crying. She cared for Thomas but why settle for a brass ring when gold was just in reach.

She curtsied. "Your Majesty."

"Elizabeth. Are you alright?"

She rose. "As well as can be expected. I'm so sorry. I should have been more careful." She began to cry. "I lost our boy."

He hugged her. "It's alright. How's this? I shall make you a Viscountess. In your own right. You'll have your own estates and private apartments at court. We can more sons."

"But they won't be legitimate."

He sighed. "Elizabeth. Don't."

She pulled away and curtsied. "I thank Your Majesty for your kindness and generosity."

She walked out.

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The very next day Elizabeth Wyatt became Viscountess of Beuachamp in her own right. Her husband was still known as Sir Thomas. She was given her own estate and a yearly pension of 40,000 thousand pounds. Henry also required that everyone bow and curtsied to her. Excluding Anne and their children.

When Anne learned this she was beyond angry.

"How dare he?! He's basically telling all the world that she's his mistress!"

Her ladies were currently packing their belongings. Mary tried to calm Anne down.

"It's alright. You're safe. It doesn't matter who he sleeps with. You given him two sons."

"And he doesn't care! I almost lost my life and he doesn't care." Mary comforted her.

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Mary Tudor was surprised to see the Royal carriage riding towards Hatfield. She figured it was Anne paying a visit to her sons. Richard was to be betrothed to Princess Anna of France after all.

Lady Bryan meet them. Everyone was surprise to see Lady Carey step out instead. "Lady Bryan. The Queen has been placed on house arrest. Some of her ladies are to stay here and the rest of her household will be placed at Pembroke."

"Very well." Of course Lady Bryan wanted to know why but figured it was better not to ask. "I'm sure we can find a place for them."

"Good." She turned to the women with her. "Remember what the Queen has told you and how you are to behave. What you do is a reflection of her. Do you understand?"

They curtsied. "Yes, ma'am."

After Mary talked with Lady Bryan for a while then she kissed her nephews good bye and left.