Anne Boleyn gazed out the tower window, her newborn son in her arms.
Dear God, you have truly saved me. You have given me my long wished for son. England's heir. Thank you for everything,
Amen.
Sir William Kingston entered. " Your Majesty, a carriage has come to escort you to your apartments at Hampton Court. " The Queen quickly rose. " Very well. Is everything prepared for my arrival?" She asked, holding her head up to appear dignified. She had seen Catherine of Aragon, the previous Queen do this many times.
He nodded. " Everything is in order, Your grace. " Anne beckoned her maids to fetch her cloak. " Let's be off then. " She commanded and the doors swung open revealing a cheering crowd. Anne smiled. They finally love me.
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Those Who Are Saved
Historical FictionAs Anne Boleyn's death approaches, she gives birth to England's long wished for heir. Anne's charges are dropped and her title restored. But her time in the tower has changed Anne. Even with the love of her husband restored and the love of the peop...
