"Your majesty heralds were sent at dawn to summon every Londoner to the palace to be given assignments," the Captain of the Guard whose name was Christopher Moorefield said.
"Good be sure to have them armed and hidden by the windows of their homes and business. No window should be empty," I told him as my ladies maids put me in armor that was fashioned for me. The armorist, who was also the man who warned us, had worked hard the night before making more armor and new weapons. Many had swarmed to help him. When it was securely on me I walked out to see the captain of the Guard with maps laid out on tables.
"Your majesty every place the Boleyns and their army could enter will be guarded. No one had left the city. A scout had said the Boleyns are no more than a few miles away. Everyone is hurrying to their stations," He said.
"My children and my step-children where are they," I asked him.
"The Duke of Bavaria is in control of the window in the room with the Princes Henry, Edward and Richard and the ladies Mary and Elizabeth," the captain replied.
"Your majesty," a herald said running into the room.
"What is it herald," I asked him.
"London is taking up arms as you commanded, with your permission I would like to go to my assigned post," the herald said.
"You may and godspeed," I told him.
"May god keep you your majesty," the herald said before disappearing.
"Your majesty every guard who usually mans the gates are stationed there along with others who will be hidden. The usual guards are told to act normal. When the army is halfway in the city the people will attack while your brother William and Lord Seymour bring the cavalry from behind the castle around to the front and attack the rest of the army. It has all been arranged as you planned your majesty," The captain said. A struggle was heard outside my door and I ran towards it my hand on my sword.
"Sister forgive us for intruding but this scum was found throwing letters from the Boleyns into the fire," William said. I looked into the face of Thomas Cromwell.
"Chain him and throw him in the dungeons. The Boleyns will not get through to the castle to set him free," I told William. He nodded and led the man out.
"Captain," I said turning my attention back to him.
"Yes your majesty," He said.
"Send one of your best riders to find the King. The Boleyns won't expect us to be prepared for an attack so they will use the main roads. Tell him to hurry and head for Hever," I said.
"Yes your majesty," The Captain said.
"And Captain I'll be hidden on the castle wall as was the plan," I told him.
"Yes your majesty and god bless," The captain said as he left. As I grabbed my gun and walked out I ran into Jane Seymour who was hurrying to my children's rooms. She had a pistol in her hand.
"Jane take care of yourself," I told her.
"You as well your majesty they can be seen with a telescope William said," Jane replied as she hurried to where my children were. I took my place on the castle wall gun ready. Everyone I passed was stationed and ready. The bishops were in the castle watching over those who were not fighting. I heard the approaching army and took a deep breath. The usual guards were gripping their guns a little tighter as did the other lords along the castle wall with me. I took a quick look and saw that it was as the man had told us. We had left the gate unlocked just a smidge so they would think it was easy to burst through the gate without actually breaking it. I prepared the gun to fire at anyone who came inside. The Boleyns army was at the gate and the usual guards were firing. The rest of us waited in silence. We heard firing in the city and knew the army was split and London was firing. I looked down to see the Boleyns had entered the castle walls. The captain whistled and that was the signal for the rest of us to fire, so it begins. I fired at people coming in and so did half of us along the walls. I heard hooves and knew the cavalry had attacked. I made a small prayer to god and then thought about nothing else but the battle to hold London.
A fair amount of their army was in the city and people were swarming into the streets. When I ran out of gunpowder the rest of us on the wall joined in the fight below. I unsheathed my sword and started to attack the first person I met. Only a few got through the gate once the cavalry attacked. They were met with gun shots from the castle. So far everything was going along with the plan.
I don't know how long it had been before I heard the cry of victory from the cavalry and from the castle since I had moved myself to the battle in London. I saw the armorist who had warned us fighting two men. I came up behind one of his enemies and took my bloody sword and stabbed him through the gut. The armorist took care of his opponent quickly and nodded to me. I heard the pounding of hooves and saw the rest of the cavalry making their way through London. I turned to see William riding towards me.
"Andrea," he shouted. I had gotten into a fight with a big man and raised my sword in the air quickly before resuming my fight. I was tired and weary and so were those around me. Bodies of enemies and friends alike were in the streets. Not many of our men died from what I could see but I was in a small part of London. I felt a searing pain in my leg and looked down. The man had cut my leg. I gripped my sword and plunged it into his neck before he could blink. His eyes went wide and when I pulled the sword out blood went everywhere.
"Sister," William said riding up to me.
"Brother," I replied taking off my helmet. I ripped off part of my pant leg and tied it around my wound.
"You're hurt," William said as he helped me onto a horse he had brought with him.
"Just a scratch what news," I asked.
"George Boleyn is dead but Thomas Boleyn is nowhere to be found. Some had surrendered and are being held near the gate," William said.
"How many dead in the cavalry," I asked as we rode trying to find Thomas Boleyn.
"Edward Seymour is gravely injured but so far out of about twenty five only six are dead," William said.
"Gather the dead and start counting I will find Boleyn myself," I said riding through the streets. I was about halfway through London when someone jumped out of nowhere and knocked me off of my horse. I looked into the eyes of Thomas Boleyn. I kicked him in the groin and grabbed my sword.
"This is all your fault, you little whore," He snarled and he attacked. I gripped my sword and fought back.
"I am no whore your daughter was considered the whore by everyone," I retorted knowing it would make him angry and hopefully make him over compensate his actions and make him sloppy. It worked and he started not defending himself much. I got his sword out of his hand and had him at sword point.
"Surrender Boleyn it's over. Your army is dead as is your son," I told him.
"Never," Boleyn said grabbing a knife from his boot. Before he could use it I cut off his head. The victory cry rang out all over. The fight was over and London was still held by the crown. I got back on the horse and rode back towards the castle. When I met up with William he seemed to be splitting up the dead bodies.
"Thomas Boleyn is dead," I told him.
"So full victory," William asked I nodded.
"It doesn't feel like it though. A full victory means no lives were lost," I told him.
"You can't save everybody, but you saved London. You are a true queen," William said. I smiled and helped organize the dead and wounded for the doctors.
