Only eleven days had passed since the execution of the last queen, Anne Boleyn. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the new queen to give an heir to the king, for no one could foresee what Henry VIII would do if she also failed in that mission.
In those eleven days, it seemed that no one remembered her or spoke her name. No one, except one person who, paradoxically, should have hated her: Henry VIII himself, the man who broke with the Church of Rome for her. But Anne haunted him, appearing in his dreams, in the shadows of the corridors, in the whispers of the wind. He didn't know if she was a ghost or if the guilt was driving him mad. It was only clear to him that he wanted to hate her.... but he couldn't. He could only love her in silence and hope, perhaps, to meet her again in death.
A year passed, and Jane Seymour became pregnant. The whole kingdom prayed that she would bear a son to ensure the continuity of the Tudor dynasty. During her pregnancy, she discovered a craving for quail eggs, to the point that the king ordered them to be brought from Calais and Flanders just to please her.
Time passed and the day of delivery arrived. Some remember that Jane Seymour died after giving birth to her son, Prince Edward. Others claim that she lived a blissful life and had a second daughter, whose resemblance to the past was both a blessing and a curse. It was said that that child was the cause of her unhappiness, because as the years went by, madness took hold of her and she kept repeating that "Anne Boleyn's whore" had returned.
It is also said that Henry VIII only felt predilection for one daughter: Annette Tudor, the last descendant of his third marriage with Jane Seymour. Annette was the king's adoration. It was said that her every wish was granted no matter what the cost and that both the monarch and some courtiers became obsessed with her. While some claim that she lived a full life, married and ensuring the continuity of the Tudor dynasty, others believe that her fate was marked by tragedy.
What everyone remembers, however, is the nickname by which the king called her and a motto that evoked the days of his love for Anne Boleyn. Henry VIII called her his adored Anne, and his oath was as follows:
"𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚. 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨".
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the king's favourite daughter
Fanfictionwhat if Janne seymour not die in childbirth? Then she has a secondchild who turns out to be a girl, but anne boleyn is born again in that girl.
