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Troubled Times Part 2:
Mary watched in dismay at the whole scene with her mother and Thomas More. Her mother said things were going to work out, that her mother and father would be back together again and everything would be back to normal. Thomas More said that her father would go back to his senses and go back to her mother. But they both lied to Mary, both shared a bed and both were happy.
Now things were worse, her mother may be pregnant with that man's child.
But on the other side of the spectrum there was Meg Roper, known to be Thomas More's favorite daughter. She walked down the hallway as if she was walking on a cloud. She went from being depressed and bed ridden to literally dancing instead of walking. Her father who was to be beheaded for treason was pardoned of all crimes. It comforted her to know that her father was to live to watch her children grow up.
Meg watched with joy as her father and her new stepmother left the room. Thomas smiled as he spotted Meg watching with a smile. He whispered something to Katherine and then walked towards the eldest More child.
Meg curtsied when the newlyweds embraced her.
"Father, your majesty," Meg said.
Katherine smiled at the polite and poised young woman.
"And which one of your beautiful daughters is this?" Katherine asked.
Thomas smirked and ran over to Meg and hugged her. He kissed her on the cheek.
"My eldest Margaret Roper," He said with joy.
Meg smirked.
"But you can call me Meg, your majesty," She replied.
Katherine walked over to Meg and hugged her as if the young lady was her own daughter.
"I told the same thing to your father," Katherine said, "you are part of my family now, you can simply call me Katherine."
Meg smiled.
"Alright your I mean Katherine, welcome to our little family. Father, are you and Katherine joining Elizabeth, Cecily, John and the rest of our family for dinner."
Thomas smiled.
"I wish," he began, "but the king asked us to dinner, and after this whole ordeal-"
Meg understood.
"Say no more, go enjoy dinner with his majesty and promise you'll visit us later."
Thomas kissed Meg on the forehead.
"Of course send your siblings my love."
Meg watched one last time as her father link arms with his new wife and walked off. Meg sighed and smiled.
"Oh thank god you spared him and send him such a beautiful and kind hearted woman."
Mary watched in disgust at Meg's cheerful reactions to her mother and Meg's father. But Mary thought that Margaret More Roper was a stuck up, pompous brat who was blind to reality. She did wonder if Meg wished that Katherine of Aragon was not her stepmother.
Suddenly Meg started walking towards Mary. Meg seemed to be like a goddess. Her long dirty blonde hair not even bound up in her gable hood flowing behind her. Her smile seemed to light up the room. Suddenly her dark eyes gazed upon Mary.
"Hello there lady Mary," Meg said.
Mary just crossed her arms.
"Hi," she replied grouchily.
Meg thought of the princess' reaction as something but a reaction of her being tired from the day.
"Do you want to have dinner with our siblings?"
OUR SIBLINGS? Mary thought you are not my sibling! You will never be my sibling, neither you, your timid brother, your quiet as hell sister or YOUR LOUD SISTER!
"Our siblings? Are you dumb? Just because your so called 'I am going to be a martyr' father married my mother just to save his head doesn't mean we are related!"
Meg all of a sudden gasped. Then her blood started to boil. No one speaks of her father poorly! ESPECIALLY IN FRONT OF HER! Her father did nothing but good in the world! She was even ready to kill Richard Rich, Thomas Cromwell and Archbishop Crammer all in one blow for sending her father to prison.
"YOU DID NOT JUST SPEAK POORLY OF MY FATHER AFTER ALL HE'S DONE FOR YOU! AND BESIDES IT WAS YOUR OWN MOTHER WHO CHOSE HIM AS SUITOR!"
Mary was mad that Meg was blaming her mother for this marriage! She knew it was the government's idea to keep her mother quiet and to save Thomas More's head.
"Don't you dare think my mother wanted this marriage? Things would have been better if that axe cut off your father's head! I THOUGHT AT LEAST MY PARENTS WOULD GET BACK TOGETHER! But your father just like that whore Anne Boleyn made things worse!"
Meg gasped and started heaving. She started walking towards Mary.
"You are going to take that BACK you miserable BRAT!"
Mary nodded her head.
"NO! YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE THAT ABOUT MY MOTHER!"
They started screaming at each other. Two people who heard the commotion was Meg's siblings, John and Elizabeth who were walking in the halls looking for Meg. John who happened to have a run in with Mary the night before was not surprised that Mary pissed his sister Meg to the point where she was screaming. Elizabeth and John looked at each other and ran over to stop them.
"Both of you stop it!" John screamed.
The two women stopped and stared at John. Elizabeth had wide eyes. She never had seen John speak out in a situation like that! John just put his hands in hips. Meg looked into his eyes and saw a younger version of her father staring back.
"Oh and the timid brat decides to intervene!"
Meg snarled.
"Take that back about my brother!" she yelled back.
Elizabeth laughed loudly.
"Oh quiet Meg the princess Mary just has a little crush on John," She said wrapping an arm around her younger brother she was ever so close with for all these years, "Who can blame her? John has father's handsome looks."
Meg, Mary and John looked at Elizabeth with strange glares. Elizabeth just shrugged. Not only did she have her father's loudness, she had his sense of humor and his tendency make everything worse.
"SHUT UP ELIZABETH!" They all screamed.
Elizabeth just sighed and crossed her arms.
"Mary," John said, "why are you mad at us? Father brought you back on the succession!"
Mary started hysterically crying. John started walking over her for sympathy. He knew how she felt. He sympathetically gave his stepsister a hug only to have her push him the floor.
"Get away from me you PERVERT!" Mary squealed.
She then ran away.
"WAIT YOUR HIGHNESS COME BACK!"
Suddenly Meg and Elizabeth stood on either side of him. Meg helped him off the floor.
"I would give it up John," Elizabeth said, "She is not going to accept us."
John sighed.
"No I can't because I am the only one that understands her!"
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"I have one thing to say," Thomas said as he, Katherine, Elizabeth Darrel and John entered the carriage, "thank the lord I made it through the day."
John and Lady Darrel sat on one side of the litter while Thomas and Katherine sat on the other.
Dinner with the king was nerve racking for Thomas because he was afraid that he was going to say something to put himself back in the same mess he just got out of. While Dinner was awkward for Katherine because here she was having dinner with her ex husband who jilted her for Anne Boleyn the WHORE!
But Katherine noticed something strange. Henry's actions did not meet her expectations. She thought that Henry would be all over that WHORE Anne Boleyn, seeing her every time Katherine would greet him. But she only saw Anne once. Not even then did the King and Queen make a passing glance at each other. When Katherine thought that Henry would be totally thrilled with her marriage with Thomas More because it was a clear go ahead to stay with Anne Boleyn, Katherine noticed Henry giving envious glances to her and her new husband. Like he ever regretted divorcing Katherine. She assumed Anne and Henry had a happy marriage.
But when Katherine looked into Henry's eyes, it was clear she was dead wrong. HENRY WAS MISERABLE!
"I'm surprised I didn't see much of Anne Boleyn," Katherine replied, "was she ill? I did hear she had miscarriage a couple of weeks ago. Was it from that? She did look horrid this morning!"
Thomas looked out the window of the moving carriage. He thought about his conversation with Henry. When Henry told Thomas his story about coming to the decision to pardon him, Henry started to hysterically cry from mentioning Anne.
"It's not from the miscarriage. There's a storm coming in their marriage. Harry is growing tired of Anne. He is realizing the negative influence the concubine has brought upon him and soon the storm will break out."
Katherine looked at Thomas with grave eyes.
"And what will happen when the storm breaks? Is he going to divorce her? Or fight to annul the marriage"
Thomas sighed. He knew divorce wasn't going to be so simple now that Henry was stuck with Anne.
"No, Harry wouldn't let that witch live."
Katherine gasped.
"You mean-"
Thomas looked at her and nodded his head.
"Yes you know the prophecy that says a Queen of England will burn."
Katherine nodded her head in fear.
"Of course"
Thomas looked out the window once again:
"Well, I think it's going to be her."
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Anne was kneeling upright. It was the French style of execution. There were no spectators except for one: it was Thomas More. The man in black who was supposed to be in her position, who she feared. The storm clouds formed behind him. The wind blew heavily. He had a triumphant smirk on his face mocking her.
And without warning the sword collided with her neck and the last thing she heard was Thomas More's evil cackling laughter.
Anne shot up in bed and gasped for air.
Just another nightmare she thought.
She said nothing. She just got up from the bed and walked over to her mirror. She stared at herself for a second with wide eyes. And then she just simply wrapped her hands around her neck.