{Greenwich - August 24 1536}

Henry had decided to throw a grand tournament in celebration of the birth of Prince Nicholas, he wanted to have it right after his birth but his deep seeded fear of Nicholas not thriving held him back. But Nicholas was strong, healthy, as was his sister Rachel. He sighed as he looked over at Anne, she was looking out the window watching as Lady Mary was leaving. Henry had allowed her to visit her mother once more, this time accompanied by George and the Lady Mary Stafford. Jean was sitting by the fire with Lady Rochford as they continued their needlework. Jean had chosen to acquire Lady Stafford's knowledge early on so nobody suspected she wasn't a true and proper lady.

"Anne, sweetheart, why are you so sad?"

"I miss her already." Anne said honestly. She had grown quite attached to Mary these past six months, and even though she had signed the oath she alway feared Katherine's influence on her. Henry walked over to her, and held her.

"I love you, my darling." Her complete turn around about Mary had him suspicious in the beginning but he could see she meant every word she said. But he could tell there was something else on her mind, bothering her her deeply. "Anne, I know you are unhappy for more reasons than Mary visiting her mother." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Henry, my love, I beseech you to not compete in the tournament." He looked at her, at first not understanding how she could ask him to not celebrate the birth of their son. One look from Anne to Nicholas then out the window, the realization came crashing down on him. Anne was afraid that if something happened to him ever, would the people honor Nicholas as the true King. She loved Mary, but she feared those who still hated her even with the birth of her son. She felt unsafe, Henry could feel her shake as he held her.

"Leave us." He ordered her women from her chambers. "My own sweetheart" He leaned down and kissed her softly.

"Henry, I am with child." She looked up at him, her face was puffy from crying.

"Anne, such wonderful news. Sweetheart, I will not partcipate in the tournament if it will calm your nerves." She kissed him, as he pulled her up. He held her to him as he kissed her deeply, her feet dangling in the air. He was the happiest man alive.

{Jane's apartments}

Anne had convinced Henry to give Francis and Jane Weston a small apartment of their own, now that she was with child. She was now confined in her little room awaiting her child's birth. She longed to hold her child, and hoped secretly for a little girl one as beautiful as the Princess Rachel. She sighed, she missed her husband, but he had been banished from her rooms during this last month of her pregnancy. She had held emotions in check and only a brief mischief happened when she became angry over her needlework not being as pretty as she wanted. She giggled fondly though of watching Lady Cecily rip her own work apart after Jane had thought a little too loudly that she shouldn't have the only ugly work of art. She knew it was wrong to be amused now about it, but it was the little things she clung to as the boredom slowly crept in.

"Lady Jane" Jane looked up to see Jean standing before her. "Her majesty the Queen, requested I visit with you." Jean looked at Jane as she placed her hands protectively over her belly.

"Queen Anne is very kind." Jane was sincere, she knew she was the reason her brother was banished from court. She was shocked that a woman who she once despised so very much was not who she thought her to be. But in reality it was Jane who was bewitching those around her, no matter how much evidence could be shown to her about Thomas' guilt she knew he only died because of her. What she made him do, but she had been given a chance to thrive at court. She loved Francis dearly, even though she never thought that would be possible. He was so kind, loving, and promised her he would never break her heart by straying from their marriage.

"Lady Jane?" Jean could sense she was upset.

"Francis, I worry he will be away with the King when the baby comes."

"I am sure his majesty would not prevent your husband to be with you, family is very important to the King."

Jean could since the fear building up in Jane, she had been proud of her not using her abilities but she worried that the child may share her mother's abilities or worse have some sort of physical mutation. She closed her eyes, letting her senses open as she scanned the child in her mother's womb. She was healthly, and strong. Jean just knew Jane would love her daugher growing inside her more than she ever would know.

{The Great Hall}

"Lady Jean" Henry addressed Anne's favorite as she walked in the room. She was unsure why she had been summoned, that reality was about to come crashing down on her.

"The Queen has suggested a marriage between Lord Suffolk and you, Lady Jean. I have agreed to the match." Jean looked stunned she had never thought that she would be married off, of course she should have realized that she couldn't be an unmarried woman forever. And she really had no clue how long she would be in the past, she wanted to protest but she couldn't help be attracted to Charles. But no, she would never marry him, not after how poorly he treated Princess Margaret. How often he strayed with Catherine. Without forcing her thoughts, her desires on everyone, she had not recourse but to humbly accept.

"Excellent" Henry exclaimed, Charles bowed before his King. Yes he had wanted to bed Jean, but he knew nothing about her. She was the Queen's favorite, fiercely loyal. He looked at Jean, his wife to be, and smiled. How the hell do I keep getting stuck with cheating assholes, Jean thought to herself.