Chapter Four
The warmth of the fire is a distant memory for me as I sit in the litter carrying me back to Heaver. Again I have been banished from court by Henry with his sweet words and loving caress ' Anne you can not be here, the Spanish ambassador is coming to court and it would not look well if I flaunted you infront of him now would it?" He pecks my lips stroking my throat before stepping back expecting me to agree.
" You treat me as if I'm a whore, a secret to be hidden well goodbye my lord I will not return" The fire in my belly screams in my thoughts. I stalk away from him ignoring his shouting his words the first time I heard them frightened me to the core, I truly did believe I was walking away from the future I could have but I know now, that Henry will call me back and I shall come to him. My fingers stroke over my flat stomach wishing that I could skip the years of pain that I will have to endure.
My father is sat beside me. His face filled with a fury he dare not unleash on me. He's long since given up asking the same question " Anne what were you thinking?" His voice harsh and stinging. The moment that I arrive at Heaver Mary throws herself into my arms. I hug her tightly smiling as her two children rush out shouting my name in a chorus of happiness.
That night I dream, lost in a wood I run, I run from a beast behind me. His breath panting on my neck the second I dare stop to catch my breath. His fingers reach out and grab me harshly yanking me around to face him. I'm thrown against hard bark, lips tearing against mine, teeth biting bruising my skin, hands drag over my dress yanking my fine dress away from me. My breathing fast fear flushing through me. His voice calls out then " You will not escape your fate you will die, you will die" lips trace a line along my neck, my skin searing pain screaming in my body but I'm numb. I can not scream, even as I feel my life slip away.