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Anne hated the whole feast. It was felt like everyone was mocking her with their congratulations and happy faces. She felt the urge to slap every single person in the room and run away. Her new husband didn't even bothered to speak with her; instead he spoke with Henry whole time. Anne sat in her seat scanning people who attended her second wedding. She hated to think of herself like Anne Seymour Lady Beauchamp. Edward was given the title of Viscount of Beauchamp as a wedding gift from Henry.

"My Lady." Anne heard Edward calling her. She stopped herself from rolling eyes.

"Yes my lord?" She answered trying to sound as cold as possible.

"King wishes to see us dance."

"You must excuse me, my lord, but I'm too tired to dance."

"My lady, you will dance with me as King said," Edward said and yanked her up.

"Let go of me." Anne hissed in his ear.

"Calm yourself down."

"I don't wish to dance with you."

"But you will."

He dragged her to dance floor where they stood with the rest of couples.

Anne danced mechanically. This was one of the few times that she didn't enjoy dancing. But even if she didn't like him as her dance partner Anne had to admit that Edward Seymour was a skilful dancer. After the dance was finished Edward took her hand to escort her to the table, but King stopped him.

"I would like to dance with Lady Beauchamp."

"Of course You're Majesty."

"Good. Now would you please keep company to your lovely sister until dance finish? I wouldn't want her to get bored."

"Yes, You're Majesty," Edward said and left to find Jane.

Henry took Anne's hand and led her to dance floor.

"I always enjoyed dancing with you, you are a splendid dancer." He said as the dance started. Anne didn't answer him; she kept her head high and tried to ignore his touch and voice.

"You don't look very happy, such a same. You are beautiful when you smile."

Anne couldn't keep words in her mouth any longer.

"Why you must torment me? Why Henry?"

"Torment you? It is you who is tormenting me. You bewitched me Anne and then you betrayed me." Henry hissed through his teeth.

"I didn't do that!"

"Enough Anne. When I marry dear Jane we will be a family we must get along."

"We were a family once Henry," Anne said as the music stopped. She turned her back to him so he wouldn't see tears gathering on her eyes. She tried to calm herself down as she walked toward her seat.

"Sister, my brother wishes to retire to chambers. He sent me to fetch you." Jane Seymour said in her overly sweet voice. Anne didn't pay attention to her she just walked from the hall toward her new husbands chambers, but Jane followed her.

"Why are you following me? She sharply asked. Jane looked at the ground and mumbled

"I will help you to prepare for your wedding night sister."

"I don't want your help," Anne said, "Oh, and if you call me sister one more time, I will strangle you." She warned Seymour girl imitating her sweet voice.

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Anne sat before vanity in her new husband's chambers. She was very afraid of what was to come. She never shared a bed with anybody other than Henry, despite his beliefs. What if Edward is cruel t her? He is her enemy after all.

Edward Seymour walked to his chambers where his new wife was expecting her. He knew his duty; he had to consume their marriage even if she protests.

Jane came to him few minutes ago; the poor girl was terrified because Anne threatened him. He tried to reassure her, but he didn't manage, she was too afraid of his new wife. And Jane wasn't only one, many people were afraid of former Queen, but she was his now, and he promised himself that he will make her submit to him. After all, she was but a woman.

Edward opened doors of his chambers and saw what he never expected.

Anne Boleyn looked broken. She let her dark hair fall freely down her backs and she took off her dress. She sat before vanity only in a thin nightgown. Her dark eyes were filled with unshed tears and she had a cut across her cheek that he didn't notice before.

Edward noticed that even in this state she looked beautiful, he understand why King fell for her.

"My lady." He said. She didn't rise to greet him like a proper wife would. Instead, her eyes met his though mirror.

"What happened to your cheek?" He asked

"It doesn't matter." She answered. Edward came closer to her and took her hand.

"I am your husband, you ought to show respect to me. I asked you a question and you will answer me."

"I answered you," Anne said annoyed

"Why must you be so stubborn? I wanted to make this more pleasant experience for us, but if you wish to make it difficult, who am I to say otherwise."

"This can never be pleasant. You're damned family almost coasted me my life; your sister killed my son. She killed my child, and you want us to be friends?" Anne yelled, she couldn't hold her temper any longer.

"It was King's wish; we didn't order you to be imprisoned to Tower. And Janey, she only did same what you did few years before." Edward tried to remain calm.

"Yes, I did the same thing and everybody labeled me as a harlot, whore, but they think of your precious sister like some saint!"

"Your family had their five minutes of glory, now it's our time. I don't wish to dwell on this matter any longer; we have a duty to do."

"How charming, you think of bedding me as a duty. You really are cold fish."

"We will see," Edward said and smiled. That was the first time that Anne saw him smile. He came closer to her and captured her face between his

hands.

"You'll see."He mumbled and pressed his lips to hers. For a few seconds, Anne was shocked, but after a while she returned kiss not wanting to be outdone. Their tongues were battling for dominance and their lips felt like ice and fire pressed together.

Anne felt as the desire was overcoming her, but this time desire came from hatred rather than from love. She wanted to dominate every single movement, so she let displeased moan when Edward picked her up and carried her to bed. His kisses traveled from her mouth to her neck where across her collar bones to her breasts. He paused to take off her nightgown and Anne used that moment to bit his neck.

He didn't even flinch instead he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked. Anne moaned. While he was sucking one nipple he lightly traced fingers across other.

Anne was lost in pleasure; never had she imagined that someone other than Henry can please her so much. She ripped his shirt off and proceeded to take off the rest of his clothes. Before she knew what was happening she felt his hand between her legs. He slowly traced fingers across her womanhood before he inserted a finger inside her, exploring her insides.

"You are so tight." Edward moaned in her mouth. Anne wrapped her legs around his torso as he did wonders with his fingers. Suddenly he took his finger out, but before Anne could protest he replaced it with his manhood. They both moaned in pleasure.

"You feel so good," Edward whispered.

Anne was overwhelmed with some dark pleasure. Edward moved inside her, each thrust deeper and deeper. Her head was spinning and her flesh was burning from his touch. Soon she was kissing him and exploring every inch of his body. Before she knew she exploded with pleasure and his height came soon after hers.

As she fell asleep Anne felt his strong arms wrapping around her as iron bars. Never before she thought that sleeping with the enemy can be so pleasurable.