Edited 06/02/2018

Henry and Charles jumped off their horses in the yard of the Tower of London.

"Your majesty, your Grace they are waiting for you in the dungeons," said one the guards of the tower.

"Take us straight to them," Henry passed him walking into the door. The guard ran past him and took out some keys opening a door inside the tower.

Inside the room, two men were sat down on the beds talking in hushed voices.

"Good afternoon gentleman," said Henry addressing the men.

"Your majesty," whispered the two men.

"I am here to ask you some straightforward questions," said Henry looking down at the two men.

"We will never answer them," said the older of the two.

"You will answer them, Seymour," Brandon had the speaker around the throat pinned to the far wall.

"Charles put him down," said Henry not looking at the man but his son. "You will answer my questions, or you will both be sent to the fire to die slowly."

"What do you want to know your majesty?" said younger man.

"What are you planning?" Henry said in a low voice.

"We wanted that whore that is called a Queen to burn in hell along with the devils spawn that she has given birth to. My sister would have made a thousand times better Queen of England then that whore," said Jane's brother. "She would have given you sons that were great Kings of England."

"Your whore of a sister was nothing more than one of my whores that came to my bedchambers," said Henry to the younger man. "And something that I will never do again. What more information do you have?"

"Jane was to poison the courtesan Queen, but she did not die first time and her bastard. Then we had to think of something else to kill her off. The courtesan was soon with the devil child we had to get rid of her, so father told Jane to go to your bed," the younger man replied.

"So what then?"

"Then the witch saw you in bed with Jane. We know that she would have been angry at that she would have died on that day but again the devil died," the older Seymour said being able to do so because Brandon had let him down. "All we needed was for the rumours to go around about that whore then you her all loving husband would see reason and have her killed along with her family. The pope in Rome wants her head more than anything in the world. He would welcome England back into the arms of the collect church. Not the one that that whore follows."

"I no longer want your daughter she is dead to me Anne your Queen is my wife and one heart," Henry almost shouted this out at the two men in front of him. "Where is your daughter right now?"

"She will be on the way to Rome," said the older man.

Henry turned around and with Brandon stormed out of the cell.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"I am going to write to the King of France and some other princes of Europe about this problem," said Henry getting onto his horse. Before riding back to the palace.