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George breathed as he stared at his missing sister. He had not seen the girl in the past two years and ,unlike his father, believed she was dead. In all these years he was the only one in his family to believe Anne was truly gone and was with God somewhere. Ever since Anne went missing, he avoided court and all their problems including Elizabeth. He missed the young girl, but Mary had a few kids with her husband, had healed the missing void. Now Anne was sitting across from him calling herself Anna, and was far more polite then how she was in the past. She acted as if she had no idea who they were and she didn't.
Mary tried not to cry as she made extremely polite conversation with her. She acted more regal and guarded then before not even acknowledging her as a sister. Anne had cut her from their family, but at least she showed some kind of emotion when she did what father had asked. Now the Boleyn family was better. They were no longer striving for power and was content with their life in the country in Hever Castle. William was very supporting with her decision to move back in with her father and their three kids seemed quite happy as well.
"May I ask where you live my lady?" William asked trying to break the silence with an occasional clink from the silverware to the plates.
"I lived in Switzerland with their majesties, Queen Olivia and King Tildon." Anna answered politely as she cut the meat on her plate.
"Fascinating, I myself have been to Switzerland when I was younger. It was lovely, but forgive me for being so upfront, but what are you doing in England?" Thomas asked his youngest child, who was now a complete stranger to him.
"Her majesty said I lived here in the past and I suppose I just want to find out more, but are you sure we haven't met. You seem awfully familiar." Anna questioned Thomas, who quickly looked down and did not answer.
"You don't seem to remember anything in your past. May I ask what happened?" Mary asked quietly looking up at her sister, who smiled.
"Not at all. I was hit on the head quite hard and her majesty and his majesty found me and made me duchess once I was well again." Anna explained finishing her goblet of wine.
"Where are you staying now? Perhaps we could send them a message that you are safe." George offered to the stranger.
"I'm staying at Whitehall Palace with his majesty. Queen Olivia and King Henry VIII are cousins and have been visiting each other for a while now, but you don't need to send a message." Anna answered not noticing the stiffened backs and shifting eyes.
"You...If...um...Are you staying for the night?" Thomas struggled out the words at the mention of the King. Avoiding court meant avoiding his former son-in-law, which was his plan.
"If that's alright with you. I'll send a letter to them in the morning." Anna smiled as one of their servants came to escort Anne to her own room as the family stayed in there chairs waiting to discuss. They all stared at each other after Mary had put her kids to bed.
"Did his majesty inform her of her past?" Mary asked her family late at night when they were sure Anna was asleep.
"I don't believe so, we should tell her." Boleyn suggested eager to have his daughter safe in his watch rather then allow her to gallivant on her own in Switzerland or where ever her travels took her alone.
"Father, I do not believe that to be a smart move. Maybe his majesty is simply bidding his time." George said to his family as William joined them.
"I agree with George. If I knew Anne, if she wanted to know, she would make herself find out." Mary stated, holding on to William's hand.
"Mary has told me her personality, but we know nothing of the girl upstairs. She may be the complete opposite of Anne." William pointed out.
"That is to consider, but I'm still her father and I want her back." Thomas said angrily as he began to pace.
"Father calm down." Mary quietly exclaimed to her father forcing him to sit down.
"For two years we have stayed away from the court and the gossip court has to offer and I have been pretty content with my life. Another situation to discuss is his majesty." George said calmly taking control of the family meeting. He met the eyes of each individual in the room before continuing. "Anne Boleyn, sister, daughter, and mother are gone. Let us accept that, and in her place is one of the favorites in the Switzerland court, Duchess Anna, who is currently living with the king once more."
"Honestly, I did not know the details of the on goings of court at the time, but I believe we should leave Anne or Anna now alone. If we tell her, she will simply be confused." William suggested to the group.
"I...umm...well due to the situation at hand, agree with my husband, but I don't want to control her life so whichever we decide is the best I will support it." Mary stated leaning into her husband for some small comfort.
"I disagree. I want my daughter back. For all these years I never gave up hope and that hope has been dwindling for the past years, and now she is standing right in front of me why can't I have her back? I want to know she is safe." Thomas exclaimed before quickly looking back at the stairs.
"Father that's just selfish." Mary said as George nodded his head in agreement.
"I think we should explain to her the basic story of who we are and allow her to remember on her own. It would make more sense if we allow her." George suggested as the others in the room slowly nodded, Thomas being the last to do so
"Alright so tomorrow morning we will sit her down and give her a basic story of who we are. Not his majesty and her's story, but ours." George as the family began planning on what to say and what not to.
Henry was frustrated. He had his guards start searching for her in the area, but they could not find anything. If this was back to their marriage, Henry knew if Anne did not want to be found, she would make sure of it. Anna seemed to have retained that trait making it more stressful for him. Not only had he promised Olivia she would be safe when she left her here, but he did not want to go through the pain of losing her again. His old feelings for her were resurfacing and he hated it.
He hated those warm feelings he had gotten when she had smiled at him and when he was the cause of her laughter and joyfulness. He hated his heart clenching when she cried with so much pain, but he refused to do anything about it because of his stubborn belief that it was her fault. He could almost imagine her standing next to him not as Duchess Anna, but stubborn passionate Anne.
"You got what you wanted." Henry said staring at her as she simply smirked at him.
"What do you mean?" Anne mocked as she circled him.
"You know what I mean. I'm thinking of you still. I am worried about your safety when our last years together I sometimes wanted to kill you." Henry scowled at her image as the smirk softened into a small smile.
"I never wanted to kill you even if you had wanted to do so because of my words. I defied you and you hated that. You deny that you are having feelings for me again, but did they ever go away?" Anne questioned no longer circling him like prey, but standing right in front him.
"Maybe they did, maybe they didn't and I admit your wit was what led to my attraction to you, but was also what made me want to almost have you executed. You could have accepted it like Katherine, that it was my right to take a mistress, but what did you do? You complained and ranted and in the end lost our children." Henry exclaimed angrily at the Anne in front of him. She could have been a figment of his imagination, but he didn't care. He had so much anger for this person he could care less if he actually yelling at air.
"You told me 'I love you' so I always believed it so it pained me that I was not enough for you. I was not Katherine, who was trained to accept mistress nor was I a full French woman who felt mistresses should have been my favored companions. I loved you so much, but I couldn't bare the pain that came along with it so forgetting you and everything in England gave me a chance to be someone I had always wanted to be." Anne said quietly allowing Henry to calm down. Henry could imagine Anne touching his arm as she comforted him.
"Anna is still me. Just a better part." Anne said.
"How?" Henry asked as he watched her eyes look up as she thought about her answer.
"She's as witty as I was. She loves Elizabeth so much and Elizabeth lights up her life like she did mine. She is quite charming when she wants to be only this time people actually adore her for it. She is as smart as I am and shares her strong opinions about the world to others and loves to debate. How Anna is different from me, well there are a bit more. She can control her tongue around others. She is more repressed with her emotions then I ever was. She argues with you so much because you are getting closer to her and she is afraid of that. She is a better person then I ever was with her kindness and is not suspicious of so many people. I wished I was like her sometimes." Anne answered her eyes never leaving his.
"I do miss you sometimes even if you are staring at me with questioning eyes as Anna, I will still miss you Anne Boleyn." Henry admitted.
"I live in your head Henry." Anne said her smile brightening.
"Where are you by the way?" Henry asked as she then laughed at him.
"You know me. Where would I go?" Anne answered mysteriously and disappeared as a guard called out to him.
Anna sat unknowingly in her old room in her childhood home as she get ready for the morning. It was strange to see some old gowns in the wardrobe and noticing some objects left in the room that showed someone once lived here. That person may be furious when they noticed the stranger lying on their bed and sitting on their desk as she wrote a letter to inform the king of her whereabouts. She shook her head as she thought of that kiss. She was not suppose to kiss that man and she was not suppose to think about it either.
"My lady." A male voice called out to her as she saw that man she had met yesterday, George, stand in the doorway.
"Yes?" Anna asked politely.
"How was your sleep?" George asked Anna painfully formal. Their conversations were never like this, but this woman sitting in front of him was not Anne his sister. Not really.
"Lovely, forgive me of my prying, but who used to own this room?" Anna asked curiosity taking control of her, but regretted it as George had a pained expression.
"It's alright your grace. This room belonged to my sister." George answered as he led Anna out for breakfast. The rest of his family was sitting and talking in quietly amongst themselves and became silent when Anna arrived.
"Your grace would you like some breakfast?" Thomas asked gently staring at his daughter.
"That would be enjoyable, but first," Anna walked to one of the servants and handed her a letter, "Deliver this to his majesty, he should be wandering the woods."
"His majesty and your grace seem close." Thomas stiffly said. There was a time when he would shove his own daughters and show them off in front of worthy courtiers, but he could care less now.
"He said he would help me with my past. He seemed to know me, but would not say." Anna said not noticing the tone of his voice.
"Do we seem familiar to you?" Mary asked abruptly as Anna thought for a bit and slowly nodded.
"It's not even just you. This castle seems to hold some familiar feeling as if I had practically lived here. Did you know me?" Anna asked anxious for the answer. Maybe she would be getting somewhere with these memories.
"We are your family." Thomas said quickly causing a silence to spread through the room. Anna looked at each of their faces as a few memories flashed in her mind.
****Memory****
Anne waited for her sister that night, but doubted she was coming. She saw her sister being escorted by King Francis I and knew she would not be coming until morning so she sat and waited until Mary came stumbling in and collapsing on her bed once sunrise came.
"I disapprove Sister." Anne stated bluntly at her sister, who simply ignored her as she changed into her sleeping gown.
"Anne this is France." Mary retorted back as she washed her face and stared at her reflection.
"Only because father made you do this. You used to cry when father first made you and now you are fine with just being a great prostitute." Anne exclaimed at her sister who's expression remained the same and went to sleep. Anne promised herself she would never resort to becoming a married man's mistress.
****Memory****
"Papa!" Anne exclaimed as she saw her father come back from his trip. He smiled at her and greeted his wife as she helped him take off his heavy cloaks.
"What's my present?" Anne asked eagerly as Thomas laughed at his youngest and reached for a small package. Anne eagerly opened the packaged and held a doll in her hands.
"I found this doll in France and reminded me of you."Thomas said as he took the doll from her and she stared at the dark hair on the doll and ivory skin. The doll was practically a small version of her. She smiled brightly at her father before Mary and Thomas rushed in.
****Memory****
Anne stared at the priest as he talked about her mother's life even when he did not know her. Anne had cried for the past few days and now she was done with crying. Her mother would not want her to suffer and mourn for her for the rest of her days. She stared at Mary, who was sobbing uncontrollably, as her father made sure she did not fall. George cried a little, but refused to because he was a man. His father's heir.
"Come now children." Thomas said quietly as he ushered his children back into their home and he faced his brother-in-law. He gave him a look before walking to his carriage and leaving Hever Castle.
****Memory****
Anna stared at the people in front of her and quickly grabbed the tea in front of her. They were telling the truth, but how could they?They must have believed she was dead or something, but that did explain their reactions towards her the day before.
"You were born in England and I am your father. Your mother died years ago when you, Mary, and George were young. A few years later, I moved you and Mary to France to serve the French court for a few years before you came back to serve under Queen Katherine of Aragon," Thomas began before George interrupted him.
"A lot changed when you came back. You fell in love with a man we forced upon you, we were different back then, but later on you had a child. You and this man married for seven years and you two had a fall out when you couldn't give him a son. Father and I saw you everyday until two years ago when you disappeared, now here you are." George told Anna, who shook her head.
"I need a moment." Anna dismissed herself and walked out. She breathed heavily as the cold wind began to pick up, but she could not find herself wanting to grab her cloak. Anna stayed outside and simply stared. She stared at her surroundings that filled her memories as well as the surroundings of her old childhood home. She learned her mother died when she was young, her sister was once a mistress to France, her father made her do something, and her brother was always there.
"You alright?" She turned around to see George Boleyn standing not too far from her.
"Shocking revelation." Anna could remember, she never gave her brother short answers until now.
"Look Anne...Anna," But she stopped him.
"I'm not sure what happened, still not quite clear, but I am not your sister. Her and I are two completely different individuals who share the same face," She turned to him, "People tell me things and they prefer what I have become then what I was. I was selfish and could never fully control myself, causing my downfall. I don't want to become her again." George shook his head at her.
"Whether you are Anne or Anna, it matters not. I still see you as my family, my sister. Mary misses you so much and she never gave up hope same with our father." George reasoned, glad that she still was stubborn. Just when Anna was about to talk, a guard came riding in on a horse, with one of the messengers that Anna handed her letter to.
"Your grace, are you alright?" He asked before shouting his location. At his call, came many men riding horses and the king himself. Henry looked at Hever Castle and sighed. The Boleyns and himself hadn't left on friendly terms and he believed he would never have to return.
"Anna, why did you run off?" Henry exclaimed until he noticed George Boleyn standing next to her. He glared at the king, but bowed anyway.
"Your majesty, It's been a while." George voiced as the king nodded at him. The Boleyns came out of their home when they heard the many horses and stared at the king.
"Your majesty." They murmured as Anna quickly left to grab her things from her stay.
"Were you planning to never tell us?" Thomas asked staring at his former in-law.
"Yes I was, but she knows nothing remember that." George and Thomas exchanged glances and stared back at Henry.
"I don't trust you," Thomas stated and glared back at the king, who remained silent,"Last time she almost died at your hands, I am not about to lose my daughter all over again." Henry returned his glare and stated the obvious.
"You said nothing when I was about to convict your daughter and I wouldn't have married her if it wasn't for your ambitions. You are as much fault as I am only this time I promised my cousin I would keep her safe. I am not willing to break that promise." Henry fumed as Anna stepped out of Hever Castle. Thomas grabbed on to his daughter's arm.
"Be safe."Anna gave him a questioning look before departing with the king and his men.
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