"So what happened next?" Catherine asked, adjusting the gold chains on her costume.
"Well, you know, we were able to get letters to you for a little while after that..." Anne said, watching her reflection in the dressing room mirror as she fixed one of her space buns.
"Yes, but I never knew you had anything to do with it!"
"I planned it that way. If Mary reacted like that, I knew I had no chance of getting you to trust me. Anyway, we kept it a secret, but then you passed away, and..."
"Mary was devastated." Catherine whispered.
Anne nodded sadly.
"Henry wouldn't even let her go to the funeral. But I was thinking about what she said, and I talked Henry into wearing yellow mourning clothes."
"Wait - mourning clothes?"
"Yeah? Yellow is the color of mourning in Spain, right?"
"Well, yes, but I had no idea you knew that! I thought it was some kind of joke!"
"That's how everyone seemed to take it. But I swear, I meant it as a tribute to you."
"That's...really sweet, Anne." Catherine said, reaching over to squeeze her free hand and causing Anne to smile.
"Fifteen minutes until the show, girls!" Maria called as she walked past the dressing room.
"Thanks!" Anne said, turning around to search for her lipstick.
Maria met Catherine's eye and cocked her head questioningly. Catherine could only smile in response, knowing now that there genuinely are some things better than revenge.