{A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter, this does have the sexy King in it but it's a sad moment, but still hope you enjoy :) *}
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`I had been sitting before a window, knelt on both knees and my head had been turned down. Today I had worn my yellow dress with flower stitchings on the front. It was beautiful. My shoes the same color as my hair ribbon was as well. My eye lids shut and the sun was warming my face, the window before me was open and the breeze gusted in softly, blowing lose strands of my hair to the side then against my face. Even with my eye lids closed I could tell all this.
It was very quiet this morning, too quiet. That was usually a bad thing in the court of Tudor. My red colored lips twisting into a worried frown, my eye lids flashing open and I looked behind my quickly, my hands on the chest before me. The room door was open and down the hall I heard noise. Something had happened or was happening at this particular moment. I moved to my feet then, standing up straight, twisting around to face the doorway. My hands over my stomach area, then as I was walked over to the doorway I brushed back loose strands my hair out of my face with my right hand. My face was sweating but it cooled my face.
I stepped through the door way, down the hallway past the portraits of royalty. Anne was here as well, in another room with ladies in waiting but she had let me go into the room I was in moments before to rest. I had not been feeling well before...She had let me go. I left her. What if something had happened to her while I was gone? It would be my fault. Anne had been cruel at times, down right rude but she was one of my best friends. My other sister.
My breathing had been heavy but quiet as I turned, around the left corner and then another left into the room Anne was in, there were two men there standing as well as Anne, her other ladies in waiting with worried and shocked expressions. What had happened? Anne's eyes flashed over to me in a instant. What was going on?
"Anne?" I asked softly, not using the proper addressing right now. And already I could feel the tears watering up in my eyes. I looked over at the men here and I saw one of them held a paper, a warrant perhaps. I moved over as one of the men tried to stop me but I yanked the paper out of the other's hand, quickly reading it before they could have stopped me. It was a warrant after all. Anne was to be arrested...for treason against the King. I had looked up at Anne then, our gazes connecting. Her eyes told me what I needed to know at that moment.
All this happened this morning, and now I was back in the same room as I had been, the door was locked and Uncle had made sure I stayed in here as well. Tears stained my face and my once bright yellow dress seemed to be now dull and lifeless. My hair was pinned up without my ribbon but with a butterfly clip that the King of all people had given me but lose locks of frizzed hair hugged my face gently at the sides. I wanted to rip the clip out and throw it out the window. But instead I rocked back and forth, small whimpers escaping my lips. But I tried my best to remain calm.
The King would not kill Anne. He would not have that happened. After all Anne was little Elizabeth's mother, his daughter. He couldn't have Elizabeth be motherless, he wouldn't dare take Anne away from her. Would he? He had tossed aside Queen Katherine so quickly for Anne. What if he did the same now to Anne?
My eyes flashed up to the now shut window, I moved up then, up on top of the flat chest and I sat on it, putting my right hand up against the window, it felt so cold now and the sun was no longer shining. It looked as if it would rain now. I looked through the window glass, seeing men outside getting onto their horses and other ladies just standing near by. All acting as if nothing had happened early this morning. I looked back at the room's door as I heard the lock click open, the door creaking open and I saw my brother, Thomas.
"Thomas." I breathed his name then I dashed off of the chest and into his arms, he hugged me tightly, stroking my hair but I smiled, being naive as I looked up at him "Thank goodness you are here now."
"You have heard, yes?" He asked, and I knew full well what he meant
"Yes, yes. Anne was arrested." I frowned for a moment, looking down but then quickly back up "Bu—But you can go to the King, can't you? He'd listen to you. You're one of his friends." It was true that Thomas had gotten close the King within these years, perhaps he could persuade the King to change his mind on Anne. Would the King even let Anne see Elizabeth? Let her hold her child? Oh, little Elizabeth. I worried for her as well. My friends were being taken away from me...just as I had feared.
"I cannot, Marie." I looked at him in shock then in confusion, quickly pulling away from, stepping back towards the chest and window, my eyes widen and my red lips parted.
"What do you mean you cannot?" I asked then my voice grew much louder "This is Anne we're talking about, Thomas! Sh—She is our best friend since childhood."
"George has been arrested as well." He spoke so softly, his head tilted down in shame and I could hear the choking sobs he tried to desperately to hide.
"G—George?" I asked in a whisper, stepping forward towards him "George has been arrested as well?"
My brother looked up at me, nodding and I could see the tears. Even Thomas had his moments. I felt though I would faint, collapse all together. Small gasps escaped my mouth and I backed away, losing my balance and slipped back against the chest, Thomas jumped for me then, pulling me into his arms as he knelt on both knees before me as I sat on the wooden floor, shaking my head, not believing his words.
"N—No." I protested, looking up at Thomas with wide eyes "The King cannot do this, he cannot, Thomas."
"I believe, sadly..." He whispered "That...he can and he has, Marie." I let him hold me for a moment until I harshly pushed him away, getting to my feet and running to the door "Marie!" Thomas yelled after me but I was already down the hallway, turning right and down that hallway. I could hear my heart beat growing louder and louder, echoing in my ears. My eyes flashing to my right then left, looking for the room that the King was in. This was a castle after all. He had to be somewhere. I rushed down another hallway, roughly brushing past people, some gasped at my actions other cursed at me but I didn't pay them any mind. I needed to find the King.
I saw two guards at two large wooden doors, they stopped me before I could open the doors "I will see the King." They stared at me with determine faces, shaking their heads and I tried to brush past them but they pulled me back "Unhand me!" But then the two large wooden doors opened and there was the King himself, he looked directly at me then at his guards
"Did you not hear her? Unhand Lady Marie." He commanded them, and they immediately let me go and I moved into the room, the King shut the doors behind him and I stood in the middle of the room, grabbing the closet thing to me and hurling it at the King.
He jumped to the side, looking at me in a shocked expression but then moved towards me "How could you?!" I screamed at me but then he kept coming at me, I backed away. I was losing my determination and courage, all thanks to this beast. I felt my back hit something, my hands moving behind me, it was a table and he had me cornered for now.
"You disgusting monster. How could have you your wife arrested, she loves you more than anything aside from Elizabeth."
"You forget to whom you speak to." He spoke in a annoyed tone, his face close to mind as he put his hands at my arms but then I shoved him away, moving towards the doors but he was quick to move, yanking me roughly back to him by my left arm. That was sure to leave bruises later on.
"Your mistress has committed treason against this country." He spoke so softly, it would have been nice if I had not known what he had done "Do you not understand?"
"I understand perfectly." I met his gaze with more courage this time, even as he held me by both arms harshly "You have had Anne put into a dungeon just because she has not given you a son."
"You are to never say that name in my presence again." He shoved me away from him, looking at me outraged "She slept with another man. She committed adultery. Treason!"
"As have you!" I screamed at him, feeling the tears water up in my eyes again "So should you not as well be judged?" He moved towards me in a rush, striking me across the face with his right hand and I struck him right back "You're a awful tyrant, Henry of England." I mocked his name at the end and his temper flared
"She's a whore!"
"How dare you?!" Even now I was shocked that he'd call Anne as such, he loved her but then again...he had said he loved Mary, Anne's sister. Who had plagued the King's mind like this? Had it been Thomas Cromwell? Did he hate Anne so much he'd do this?
"How dare I?" He threw a silver tray across the room, it hit the wall and the doors flew opened, his guards came in quickly "Get out!" He snapped at them, and moved over to the table in anger, the guards looked at me then scurried out, the doors slamming shut.
"Why has George also been arrested?"
"His father has been too." He spread his hands apart on the wooden table
"Why has George been arrested along side Anne?" I re asked once more
"Do not say her name in my presence."
"I asked you a question." I raised my voice again, not the smartest move right now but I took it no less
"And why should you care about George Boleyn?"
"I love him--" I let the words slip out "Like a brother."
"But he is not your brother."
"He is my best friend."
"He chose his fate, and he'll receive exactly what he bargained for."
"May you hopefully be forgiven for your lies and deceit." He looked at me then, his eyes showing pain but I did not falter, even though I pitied him now and even that he did not deserve "For your sins. This is why you are punished."
"Is that a threat?" He asked, his eyes squinting and his eyebrows narrowed as he stepped closer, I noticed then his muscles flexing under his white shirt sleeves. As if he'd strike me again.
"No." I shook my head, and curtsied "Your majesty. I bid you good day." I remained calm for once with him, and opened the doors, walking out with my head raised even when I heard the King call out to me
"You'll regret judging me!" I looked back once at him, he stood there with his hands behind his back as if he did not care that his wife was locked away in a dungeon. How I missed Queen Katherine at times like these. It was nearly peaceful when she was Queen and now all has gone down hill.
"I think not, sir!" Then I turned away from him, my back to him and I kept walking forward. Not fully sure if I would or would not regret this day. I much more on my mind, on Anne and George now. What was to happen to them? Were they to be taken away from me forever? Would the King...would Henry the eighth be that cruel? He always got what he wanted it seemed. He wanted it all. But sometimes..when one wants peace or forgiveness, they do not receive it.
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[A/N: Hope I didn't make King Henry sound to rude :) and I hope you enjoyed this chapter :D *}
