The Parr Girl | Henry VIII

Chapter 17

-Walk!.

Said one of the men escorting the Boleyn man, his fate had already been decided, there was no turning back.

George had decided to mentally prepare for this day, all the days he was in his cell were a constant reminder that his destiny was already written.

After walking for a few minutes George and the men were getting closer to the public square with each step.

-Open the doors!

One of the men said, the doors at the entrance to the square were opened by the guards who guarded them. George and the group of men finally entered the square. It was full of subjects, all of whom had been invited to see the outcome of that man who He was considered so guilty that his king sentenced him to death.

Without anyone really noticing, there was a person who was sunk in enormous sadness at seeing the end of George, his dear sister Anne, who had unfortunately been moved from her cell to a room on one of the upper floors of the castle, a room that had an inconvenient almost perfect view of the public square where the execution was carried out.

-George...

She said sobbing, while her tears covered her face, of course being in that room had not been Anne's choice. It had been her husband's choice, who thought that her seeing her brother's execution would teach her a lesson.

George was guided by the men to go up to the stage in the square, he saw all the subtids present, and behind him was the executioner, who had his sword ready, without speaking more George was placed in the middle of the stage and was guided to got on his knees.

The executioner calculated George's movements and took his sword, slowly approaching him, with almost perfect skill and precision, the executioner raised his sword and aligned it with the neck of the condemned man to finally push himself forward and end his life.

At that moment Anne gave a scream full of pain and sorrow, her brother..., everything in her life seemed to go dark at that moment. George's body fell to the floor of the stage and his head rolled a little on that wooden floor before Finally stopping, the servants picked up the body and took it away from the place, the people were surprised, seeing an execution was never something easy to see.

-Your majesty!, the execution of the sentenced person has been completed.

Henry looked up from Margaret's neck, Margaret was sitting on Henry's lap while he kissed her neck, he saw the man and felt satisfaction.

-Well done..., leave.

The man bowed before leaving the king's office and leaving him alone with his mistress again.

-You see, dear?, we are one step closer to being together...

Margaret smiled a little at him.

-Yes I think so...

He kisses her passionately again, while he puts his hands under the skirt of her dress, at this moment he didn't care about anything more than pleasing his carnal desires with her.