Chapter 11: Aragon

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The argument had really exploded now. All of us were fighting our own battle against each other, fighting for ourselves. Originally Boleyn and I had large support bases -- though mine was always bigger -- and now those groups were splitting up, some defending other queens and some not. About a third of my supporters started supporting Jane, and about a quarter of Anne's started supporting Howard.

I still had the most supporters, probably because the English people liked me the best on Earth too. 

I started reading a book about debate to give me a leg up in winning. Its main point was that you should have solid, easy to understand, and well prepared reasons for your argument. I pulled out a notepad and dumped all my main reasons that I had the worst life. It took up about 5 pages. Then I pulled out another page and simplified the hundreds of reasons into just three:

1. I dealt with Henry the longest

2. I had to watch while Henry ruined the country just to get rid of me

3. I had to watch while Henry ran the country with his new wife, who was horrible

I wrote up a Queenstagram post including those and posted it. I needed to organize my argument so that people would find it easiest to understand and decide to support me.

Soon the other queens followed suit.

Boleyn's were:

1. My own husband signed my death warrant

2. My husband ruined my legacy with false accusations

3. Multiple other people were also killed for no reason just so Henry could get rid of me

4. My daughter was still an infant when I was executed

Seymour's were:

1. I had to be the "replacement" for a queen when I thought that the first queen should have still been queen

2. My name is erased from history because no one knows about my life on Earth

3. I'm considered the most boring queen just because no one knows about my life

And Howard's were:

1. I was a child when I married Henry and when I was killed

2. My husband signed my death warrant

3. I was executed for a crime that wasn't my fault

I wondered what would happen when Cleves and Parr arrived. Howard kept talking about how Cleves got a ton of castles and money from Henry after their divorce -- spoiled brat. I was sent into exile after my divorce! And news on the street was that Parr was doing well with Henry so far. I knew Parr when she was a baby -- technically I was her godmother. Geez, Henry did not get around.

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