Henry and the time Travler girl

Chapter 11

A week had past since my emprisonment by The Queen. Even after what she did i still felt sorry for her. She loved Henry so very much and here I was having to steal his affections to save Anne's life. That's the only reason I can justify doing this terrible thing. Henry hasn't let me out of his sight he insists that I sleep in his bed and he in the chair so he can keep an eye on me with guards posted outside his door and at the foot of the bed. He had not so much as looked at Anne and I could tell that her father was not happy. To be honest I once again fear for my life. All I can think about is going back home and giving up on this adventure. I wish I could see my mother and my baby brother, My mother would tell me everything is going to be alright and my brother John would look up at me with his big blue eyes and smile his beautiful baby smile.

"My love?" I heard his worried voice say. "Yes dear?" I replied as guilt surrounded me as I heard the deep love and concern in his voice. "Please don't be sad my love you are safe now.. I am only sorry I did not find you sooner. I was out of my mind with worry I feared you had left and I would never see you again." Tears where actually welling in this great kings eyes. "Oh Henry please don't be sad your self you found me and you have protected me in ways no other man ever has. All I ask of you is one thing." I sighed looking deeply into his eyes knowing he was not going to like what I had to say next. "What is it my little dove anything you desire I shall grant." "I want you to pardon Catherine I cannot have princess Mary grow up with out a mother it would distress her so! I know what Catherine did was wrong but send her away if you must but don't punish Mary for the actions of her obviously I'll mother." Silence filled the room No emotion was on the kings face and I was scared for the reaction I was
About to receive. That's why I Was so shocked when I heard his reply. "For you my dove I shall send her to a nunnery where she will spend the remainder of her toys under constant supervision and in the sanctuary of prayer." Henry replied placing a delicate kiss on my cheek. "Thank you my love" I smiled returning his affection with a lingering kiss on his lips. Breaking the kiss we where gazing into each other's eyes. Love and lust where contained in them. I don't know how it happened but we where suddenly kissing more ferociously undergarments flying everywhere as we gave into passion just for one night. Little did we know that behind the great portrait of King Henry the VII was Thomas Bolyen watching us with gritted teeth and coming up with a plan to end my life.