Chapter 11: Agony
The light faded and the stars gathered overhead a crescent moon that hung in the icy blue sky. The moon's glowing light beamed over the castle and into Queen Catherine's chambers, as she was silently praying to God. Dressed in her nightgown, she held one tiny hope that Henry might loosen his ignorance over her and visit her bedchamber. On the eve of that night, after she ended her prayer, her door opened and she was shocked.
She began to say something; smiling at first, "Henry…you?" She was in so much of a shock to say anything else.
"Catherine I have something to tell you." The smile that she had once had faded swiftly, as if she knew what he was going to say to her at this very moment. All her fears had come to haunt her, when he had said the worst possible statement a husband would say to his beloved wife.
"As far as I am concerned, our marriage is at an end," he said, while maintain a serious expression. "Actually, there is no need to end something that has never been. You and I were never truly married."
"You said what?" The soft, but angry tears formed in her clear eyes. They came at haste from such a unexpected remark.
"It was a misunderstanding of scripture and a paper of misapplication of canon law."
"But…you…I…"
"It's true I," soon his tears had appeared and Henry could not hold his stern look for long. He was breaking, by the truth he could not bear. "I…I did not know these things before but, here it's been brought to light by learned opinion. And it weighs down my conscience."
"It has force me to give up your bed and board once and for all. All that remains is for you to choose where to live and to retire their as quickly as possible. I swear to you all will be done for the best."
Catherine was left speechless. The words he spoke to her were harsh, cruel, and above all subsequently untrue. No matter how hard she spoke of her truth that Late King Arthur did not bed her and she remained a true virgin to his majesty, he would listen. Or if he did, he ignored her. No he broke her heart, despite the love she had for him; her life was over. Her reign as queen was over. Not even one small, tiny hope could save her now. Thunder rumbled in the background after Henry had left. She wailed to the ground, crying as hard as she could. Her prayers were left unanswered and nothing undone.
Sorry guys! :(
It took me longer to update because of school and homework. Hopefully I will have chaps. 13-15 up tomorrow or Thursday. I'm sticking to this story until the end.