On The Edge Of A Golden World: Anne Boleyn Lives On

I Was Wrong

Henry's P.O.V

The grounds rumbles as the horse pulling Anne's coach pulls into the palace gates. I stand in front of the palace to informally welcome her back to court. It best we break the tension between us before she is formally presented in front of the court. Her ladies are first to step out of the coach and assit Anee as she steps down. She dust off her skirts before gracily walking in front of me. She curtseys to me, her maids following in their mistress' actions. I guide Anne up and kiss her cheek. "Your Majesty, thank you for allowing back to your court." 

I kiss her hand. "You are always welcome in my court, Anne." She wastes no time pulling her hands away from my grib. "Thank you." I gesture my chamberlain forward. "Show the Duchess of Pembroke to her new quarters." Anne eyes me, curiously. "New chambers?" I smile. "Your old ones are too small. Your new quarters grant your household more space. You may have them renovated as you wish. You need only ask. Though, the quaters themselves are temporaily until I have your household moved into the Queen's apartments." She does not bother to aknowledge that for the first time I have admitted she will be my Queen again. She only curtseys before signalling for my chamberlain to show her the way to her rooms. 

I remain in the same spot after Anne and her household depart from my presence. I reflect upon Anne's behavior. She's attempting to our new relationship formal. There is no imtimacy, no affection. It hurts to see her in so much pain, but if this is hiw she wants it to be, then so be it. I go back into the palce, guards following my path. 

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To see the dancing and chattering of my subjects brought a smile to my face. It's been so long since so much happiness filled my court. The music gave me and unlifting feeling to fight against the isolation I feel when I look at the empty throne next to me. Then my eyes fall on Anne, who as usual, spends her night conversing with her sister. The two Boleyn sisters were pratically inseperable. Anne does not even attempt to look in my direction. It's as if she forgotten all about me..us. I need some comfort to console my fading feelings for Anne. 

Eyeing the younf females of my court, my attention drifts to a brunette, whom I remember was a lady in Jane's former household. She nothing special, but she'll do. Signalling my guard over I whisper an order to him. Following my directions he goes over to the woman and tells her of my request. Looking over to me, she smiles then curtseys signifying her consent. She'll join my bed until I lose interest or Anne lightens on her coldness. 

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Anne's P.O.V

Annoucing my return to Queen brought up multiple questions. Is it possible to remarry a former wife? Were we ever truely divorced? Did Jane agree to this arrangement? What did this mean for Lady Mary? Questions, I wish I knew the answer to. "What will happen to Lady Mary?" My sister, Mary, and looks over to our brother, George. He shrugs his shoulders. "You do know, George, you are a member of the council. I know Henry has made a desicion." George's gaze moves over to the floor. "He will keep the Lady Mary at court. Since they were reconciled by Jane, the two have become quite close. Henry is set on making up for his lost time with her. He's even considering placing her back into the line of succession."Both my siblings look to me for a reaction. 

I put down my cup of tea. "Well, then it's settled I must end my quarrel with the girl." George and Mary appear surprised. "You will not intervene in the matter?" My eyes show no interest. "Her mother is dead. She signed over her rights as a Princess of England after the birth of Jane's son. She is a bastard. I have no interest in fighting a losing battle." On that note, I bring my cup back to my lips.

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Lady Mary's P.O.V

I crumble Anne's latest request for my a meeting with me. "The woman does not no the meaning of no." The Spanish Ambassador frowns. "My Lady, perhaps you might agree to her request. Your cousin, the emperor, no longer has no interest in repeating history. He's written to your father congrats on his engagement to Anne Boleyn." I shake my head. "My cousin will appeal to my Father until it suits him to do otherwise and win that time comes, I will be ready to ascend to the English throne." 

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Henry's P.O.V

"Why do you continue to ignore my every advance?" Anne rolls her eyes. "I apologize am I suppose make this easy for you?" I tighten my grip on her hand and she grimaces. "You are to be my wife. I will not tolerate this kind of behavior." She pulls away. "I will behave anyway I see fit, as I have always done. Me becoming your wife will not change who I am." I side glance to ensure none of the courtiers or ladies notice our heated discussion. "Anne, we've been through this and I've told you, your behavior is inappropriate for a Queen." Anne draws a long breath. "Then do not make me your Queen. Why not marry yet another woman. Sire yet another weak child, and watch as that son dies. Matter of fact, make your prunny little mistress your new wife and see haow fate plays you once more." 

Her jealously is getting the best of her. "Anne, she is only mistress because you refuse to allow me of your company." Anne laughs. "Karma comes in funny ways, Henry. You divorce me, then marry another. Your son by her dies and you return to me. I once again must watch as you take another wench into your bed. Let's see how long she will last before this blows back into you face."