The Boleyn Escape

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Sixteen days had passed since Anne's imprisonment, she knew she was going to die tomorrow, she only was told but five nights ago, that the king had send for a swordsmen weeks ago and that he would be here on the 18th of may, but fortunately was delayed by a day.
Anne was angry... and yet thankful, she was prepared to die, she wanted to die; but not for the reason most would think.
She was not embarrassed nor humiliated, what reason should she be? She was innocent.
However, her death meant Her daughter Elizabeth would be able to live without the humiliation (at least until the next scandal) and she wouldn't have to be with HIM anymore.
She had loved him more than anything and in return he had gone out of his way to humiliate her with a public execution!
(Not knowing that he believed she was guilty)
Though she was thankful that he had graced her with a swordsman and not any executioner, it was an execution fit for a queen, so she told herself.
 
She had refused to change out of her black brocade dress, stating that if she could not preform as queen then she would at least dress like one- on her last day as queen.
  She sat at her window, counting all the stars as the hours went by, she wanted to take in all of what little surroundings she had- something she wish she did during her time in court.
Anne had spent so much of her time trying to gain the kings favor or keep her title secure for her families sake- that she never thought to just sit outside and and enjoy the cool fresh air; she felt foolish for making that mistake.

Her thoughts were interrupted when a loud creak of a door that echoed in her apartment; Anne turned towards the left, seeing no one at her door, nor any sign that the door had opened.
She shook her head, probably just my mind playing tricks on me, she thought turning her attention back to her window.
However, there was a small mink voice that came from the other side of the room, "your majesty?"
Anne blinked a few times before turning her head towards the noise.
To her surprise, it was one of her ladies, who she dismissed hours ago.
Her confusion only grew, how did she enter her chambers when there was only one door.

The young woman curtsied towards her queen with a smile that was so big and bright that one might this she was insane.
"Are you truly this happy to see me go?" Anne asked with a smirk forming on her own thin lips.
The lady gasped, almost offended that her majesty would even joke such a thing.
"No your majesty!" She whispered, leading the queen towards a large tapestry that hung next to her bed.
  The tapestry was a gift from Henry, it had a white falcon that wore a kings crown and a septet embroidered on the large piece of fabric- in now hanged next to her bed, mocking her for the past 16 days.
A thing that once brought her joy now brought her to tears and hate.
"Why do you bring me to my bed lady Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth, trying to hold in her excitement, lifted the tapestry to reveal an old wooden door- that revealed a secret passage out of the castle and to the stables.
  A way to escape, a way to start a new life- perhaps a chance for her to be with her sister and be just her sister.... not her queen.
There would be no orders to follow, no stress of keeping the kings attention or trying for a son, and there would be no executions.
  However, Anne was no fool, she knew if she left, the king would send a whole search party for her, and if he found her, then he would most certainly kill her himself.
But what if he didn't? What if he never found her? And assumed she had committed suicide, or lied to the court, saying it was a private execution?
Was this God giving her another chance at happiness? Even if it was for a few short days...
  Anne took in a breath, blocking out all of her thoughts, She turned towards her lady and let out a heavy sigh,
"Lead the way lady Elizabeth."