{January 16 1536 - Greenwichl}

Jane awoke the next morning and realized last night she made love to her husband. She had been so upset, so needing of comforting she lost herself in a night of passionate love making. Her brother was dead, and her friend locked in the Tower. She truly liked Catherine but she had been so angry hearing her false words against her dear brother Thomas. Now one more will most likely die because of her anger, her own hate. She sighed as she slowly got out of bed, Francis must have left early in the morning to attend the King. A loud knock had her moving quickly to cover herself, before Master Cromwell barged in followed by George Boleyn.

"You are to come with us Lady Weston." George looked at her sympathetically, she had lost her brother and now was accused of witchcraft. She was led to a small room, it was dark with only a small window letting light shine in. Candle adorned the wall, and Cromwell looked menacing standing before her.

"Sit down Lady Weston."

"Master Cromwell, I do not understand."

"You have been accused of witchcraft, Lady Weston. How do you plea?"

"I am not a witch, please I do not understand."

"You forced the Lady Willoughby to slander your Queen." He stared at her, pointing at her. George stood in the corner watching the scene. Cromwell was mad with power, and George was glad he was not the one this monster was accusing.

"No, I would never." She pleaded, she had wished she would tell the truth but she couldn't admit to it. She feared being burned alive, the punishment for witchcraft. But she had lost Thomas to her wishes, she wouldn't let Catherine suffer as well.

"Willoughby?" Jane finally whispered, it had just registered they weren't referring to Catherine as Lady Brandon, wife of the Duke of Suffolk.

"Yes, Lady Catherine Willoughby, lover of the Duke of Suffolk. Their marriage has been dissolved."

"I beseech you my lords, she is innocent."

"We all heard her say such vile things about the Queen."

Would you stop being such an arrogant asshole. Jane was at a loss, she had to get them to see that Catherine had just snapped. The events of the day, made her go temporarily insane.

"Are you saying that the stress of the execution caused her outburst?" George suggested.

"Yes, I could see she was very uncomfortable. Maybe she thought she could alleviate some of my sadness. She is a good woman, please I beg you my lords to speak kindly of her to the King."

Send her to nunnery, banish her. Just do not kill her. Please.

"Charles" Henry looked at his friend before him. "Your whore, will not die for her misdeeds but she is to be banished from court. Sent to Dartford Priory. You will have no contact with her." Charles looked at Henry with trepidation, why would let her live.

"Thank you, your majesty."

"You should be thanking Lady Weston and her true friendship with the Lady Willoughby." Charles looked stunned, he knew of Catherine accusations against Jane, but wasn't sure how she saved her. Maybe she was a witch he thought momentarily, but dismissed due to her brother's execution. Henry was still unsure allowing her to live was the right thing to do, but he felt that killing a woman who was had clearly going insane would looking poorly against him. Henry's long friendship kept him from stripping Charles of all his titles and lands, for marrying such a horrible woman.

"Charles, you are hereby banished from my court until I forgive this transgression."

{Hampton Court}

"Lady Mary." Anne took a deep breath before entering her step-daughter's room. She was delighted to see Elizabeth was enjoying her time with her sister.

"Your majesty." Mary was still struggling with calling Anne by that title, but she had only been shown kindness by the Queen since her return to court before Christmastide.

"I have a present for you." Anne handed Mary a small wooden box. She watched as Mary opened the box to reveal a locket inside, opening the locket she saw a small pictured of her mother and one of herself. She began to cry as she looked at it.

"Mary, it is for you to remember her between your visits. I do hope the King will allow you to see your mother again." Anne stated hopefully, Henry had only reluctantly her to see Katherine.

"Thank you, your majesty."

"Mary, may I see your necklace?" Elizabeth asked her sister excitedly. Mary knelt down opening the locket for Elizabeth to see.

"Your mother is pretty."

"So is your mother, Elizabeth." Jean watched from the doorway smiling, hoping that the two young women would at some point move past all the pain caused these past years and truly be friends.

* Time jump to baby's birth next time - and there will be more Jean in the next few chapters.