"Do you know why you are here?"
"No, Papa. In Paris, no one explained."
"Good. It is better that way."
"What happened?"
"His Majesty is tiring of his French alliance. It seems he is tiring of your sister, he no longer invites her to his bed."
"Poor Mary....."
"Poor us. When she was his mistress, all our fortunes were made. Now most likely they will fall. Unless....."
I knew what he was thinking. I was his only daughter left. "Even if he had me, who was to say he would keep me? It is not just Mary; they say all his liasions are soon over. He blows hot, he blows cold..."
"Perhaps you can imagine a way to keep his interests more.....prolong? I dare say you learned things in France, how to play his passions." He smiles and while slowly caressing my face with the back of his hand, he says, "There is something deep and dangerous in you, Anne. Those eyes of yours are like dark hooks for the soul......"
I stare at him in disgust and sigh heavily. "If that is what you wish."
He smiles again. "Good."
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Eternal Flame
Historical FictionShe risked everything to become queen. Though born without great beauty, wealth, or title, Anne Boleyn blossomed into a captivating woman. She used her wiles to win the heart of England's most powerful man, King Henry VIII, and to persuade him to de...
