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By KatLanna

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๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ง๐š๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ ๐จ๏ฟฝ... More

๐€๐œ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž - ๐„๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž
๐ˆ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ
๐ˆ๐ˆ. ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง
๐ˆ๐ˆ๐ˆ. ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
๐ˆ๐ฏ. ๐…๐ซ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž
๐•. ๐ƒ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐•๐ข. ๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ
๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐‡๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก
๐•๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž
๐ˆ๐ฑ. ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ž ๐’๐ž๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ
๐—. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ž
๐ฑ๐ˆ.๐“๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐›๐š๐›๐ž
๐—๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง
๐—๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ
๐—๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐”๐ฌ
๐€๐œ๐ญ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ - ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข. ๐’๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐›๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐๐š๐ฒ
๐—๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐”๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ
๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐“๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ
๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ
๐—๐ฑ. ๐†๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ง ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐—๐—๐ข. ๐‰๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐—๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐
๐—๐ฑ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐—๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ. ๐–๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ
๐—๐ฑ๐ฏ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž
๐—๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข. ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐—๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข. ๐Ž๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง
๐—๐—๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ข. ๐“๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ
๐ˆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ
๐—๐ฑ๐ฑ. ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‹๐จ๐ง๐๐จ๐ง
๐—๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข. ๐๐ž๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐—๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐“๐ฎ๐๐จ๐ซ
One Year & Announcement
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๐—๐ฏ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ

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By KatLanna

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬

August 1st 1535

The news of Anne's pregnancy was everywhere, Anne was treated as the Queen she was. Nobody cared about the gender this time as the king had a son James who everyone already saw as the next king of England. But Henry knew that this time Anne was with his son and he was over the moon. As Well as Anne and her father.

When Anne told Margaret she was with child something broke inside her, Henry had definitely forgotten about her. Just like Margaret had told him to leave her be and Stay at Anne's side. Which he had done. So for Annes sake Margaret did that as well. Three days later she was still doing that. The two sisters forgot everything that they said to each other weeks before. And they were as they had been before sisters who loved one another no matter what.

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"Jane" Henry smiled at the blonde as she takes seat across from him. Anne was with child and Just like The first time Anne was with child Henry found himself entertaining another woman. But Jane had yet given herself to henry she was playing the same game Anne was.

"Your majesty" Jane smiles at him "How are you"

"Im well, I am sure youve heard the news of the Queen"

"Indeed Your to have a son" Jane nods "I'm happy for you"

"Thank you Jane, But you dont have to sit so far away" He smirked at her "Come sit over here"

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"I'm happy for you Anne" Margaret told her once more.

"Margaret You must know James don't be replaced" Anne assures her sister.

"And you must know you're carrying the future King" Margaret reminds her "I swear im happy for you"

"Thank you"

"Have you told George and Lady rochford of the news"

"They are still at hever hall with father. But I am sure they have heard the news"

"Everyone has Anne"

"I just need to be careful there is a illness going around once more"

"What Illness" Margaret asks, going straight into panic mode for her son and niece.

"Just a small illness. Although some people say Catherine has caught it and she's most likely to die. As she's not well at all" Anne smiles.

"Anne that's not nice"

"I'm sorry I cannot help it. if she'd just die then I would know fully that I will have a son"

Margaret stands up as she almost knocks a cup off the table "I think I should go. I don't want to say anything that will upset you"

"Margaert dont do this" Anne pleads "I just want to give him a son"

"Catherine has a daughter" Margaret reminds her "Mary should be here, she's our family now. She has been for ages"

"Lady Mary wouldn't see me as the bloody Queen. She belongs where she is"

Margaret wouldn't listen to Anne anymore, not when it came to Mary. Everytime she went to Hatfield, which was more than Henry and Anne combined, it was Mary who was with Elizabeth or James. And that broke her. Maybe it was the hatred Margaret felt every time Anne spoke of Catherine that way that broke her. Mary nor Catherine deserved any of this.

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August 9th 1535

"Margaret" George laughed as his younger sister ambushed him with a hug.

"I've missed you" Margaret whispered as George kissed her head. Margaret let her older brother go as she smiled "How was Your and Janes small getaway"

"We went to Hever where our father lives Margaret. Nothing happened, "George rolled his eyes.

"Annes with child"

"I know I heard when Father yelled. Hes extremely happy"

"I'm just pointing out you are still yet to bare a child"

"Margaret drop it" George snaps.

"Sorry" She whispered "Where Is jane anyways"

"In her chambers" George sighs "We have another argument"

"I won't ask what about, But I do hope you sort it George"

"Don't worry sweet sister I shall"

"There is a celebration being held for Anne tonight. She hopes we both will be there"

"And will we"

"We are the Queen's siblings, we should be" Margaret stated "Arthur is coming aswell"

"Youve been spending your free time with lord Dale once more"

"Yes so"

"Has the king said anything"

"Why would he he has Anne and Jane Seymour"

"Does Anne know that"

"Shes doesnt think Jane is a problem"

"Do you"

"No George I dont, Now I have to get ready and do bring Jane Rochford"

"I will try sweet sister"

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Margaret was happy for the celebrations in Anne's honour. She deserved it after all this time and after the way everyone treated her.

Margaret sent a small smile of to her sister who sat at the top of the room with Henry and some of the higher nobles. As Margaret kept her brother company.

"So where is she?" Anne walks over without the two younger Boleyns.

"Anne" George greets her "If your on about my wife as well i don't know and I don't care"

"George she is your wife"

"She doesn't act like it" He mutters gaining a hit in the arm from Margaret "What was that for"

"For being a complete cunt" Margaret snarled.

"Margaret is right, We see how Jane Rochford is. She does everything you ask her to"

Hhhh

"Look Anne, I didn't want to marry her. You forced me to. You forced our sister Mary away an-"

"And You've had too much to drink" Margaret takes over trying to take the cup out of her brother's hand. George rolls his eyes as he pushes past his sisters and walks of.

"Should we worry?" Margaret questions.

"Margaret George will be fine. It's what happens when you drink" Anne states as she goes quiet.

"Anne are you ok"

Anne shakes her head as Margaret catches what she is looking at. Henry dancing with Jane Seymour "Anne don't do anything"

"Why shouldnt, he said he was done with her" Anne whispered as Margaret looked at Jane "I can't take it anymore"

"Well deal with it" Margaret spoke up with a hint of jealousy in her voice as she looked away from Jane.

"Margaret what if you went to him"

Margaret rolled her eyes "Anne don't even say another word and don't try to make his majesty jealous. It will only end badly"

"Your right, but why does he have to do it in front of me"

"Come" Margaret suggests offering her hand out to her older sister. Anne takes her sisters hand as the two walk away from where they could see Jane and Henry. Every time Margaret saw Jane and Henry together she wanted to go over to Henry and tell him he was a prick. And she wanted Jane gone.

But Margaret wasn't Anne, she couldn't risk anything. Especially when her son was Henry's son as well. And she wouldn't risk anything.

Margaret leads her sister to the other side of the room where the two couldn't see Henry or Jane. And where they could talk with one another.

"Everything will work out Anne" Margaret swears to her older sister "Just stay patient" 

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August 11th 1535

Margaret watched as Anne walked along the hall she gave her sister a small smile. She watched as Her lady's followed behind her. When she caught sight of Jane Seymour she rolled her eyes. Jane looked at her before following Anne.

"Whats with the eye rolling"

"I dont like her" Margaret snaps "Why would I like her Arthur"

"When was the last time you spoke to the king" Arthur asked her.

"When I told him I would allow Anne to find me a husband" Margaret admits "Why"

"Perhaps he wants you to wed. Maybe you should"

"I dont want to wed anyone" She snaps.

"Then why distance yourself from the king if you love him"

Margaret turns around to face him "I do-"

Arthur cuts her off seeing through her lies "You do Margaret and seeing the person you love with someone else hurts"

"I can't do that to Anne" Margaret whispers "I've done too much to hurt her"

"Margaret you're the one who's hurting, you've put everyone else before you" Arthur snaps "Put you and your son first"

"He's moved on"

"You know that's a lie" Arthur states "Margaret I hate seeing you like this if you dont do something I will"

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August 15th 1535

"Henry I wish to visit Elizabeth" Anne spoke up as Henry placed his cup gently on the dining table.

"Your with child Anne you shouldn't be leaving the castle" Henry replied as nicely as he could.

"She's our daughter Henry, I want to see her"

"And I want our son your carrying to be safe. So you will stay in the castle grounds"

"You didn't do this to Margaret. If she was with child again now you'd let her see her son Henry"

"But she's not, The lady Margaret is not my concern" Henry lies knowing full well he cared for her more then he could admit right now. He wanted to hate her and be mad at the fact she said to his face not long ago she was going to wed. Then when he saw her with Lord Dale all he felt was jealousy.

"Thats because Your always with the Seymour girl" Anne muttered "Have you laid with her"

"No I haven't Anne. Now eat our son must be healthy"

"I'd rather not" Anne snaps.

"Anne do as I've asked or I'll keep you confined to your Chambers"

Anne rolls her eyes but is soon eating.

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Anne hated the girl, she wanted her gone. But she couldn't do a thing. She just had to sit and watch as Jane Seymour laughed around with he brother lady in waitings.

She didn't know how much longer she could deal with Jane. She was going to say something to her but didn't as her brother walked in.

Anne smiled as she pulled her brother to the other room and closed the curtains. One again not realising Jane Seymour and he brother lady's were taking it all wrong. And Jane had a plan.

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August 17th 1535

argaret walked along one of the halls of the castle just to get a break form being in her Chambers. She would have visited Hatfield to see her son but she Knew she shouldn't go there to many times. In case Henry thought she was doing something behind his back with Mary. Even if her son was there.

Margaret stopped walking as she heard her name being called. She turned around to see Jane Seymour not far behind.

"Lady Jane" Margaret almost snarls as sh looks the blonde up and down "What is it"

"I wanted to speak with you" Jane admits.

"You did, about what"

"Perhaps we can go somewhere else" Jane muttered as people walked past her.

"It think right here is fine"

Jane nods her head as she walks closer to Margaret pulling her to the side of the hall so noone could barge into them.

"Lady Jane what is this about"

"I need to ask you something. About the Queen and your brother"

"Go on"

"Have they always been that close" Jane asks.

Margaret nods her head. It wasn't unusual for siblings to be close so she didn't think much of it "And and George love each other. As I love my siblings as well"

"Thats not what I am asking Lady Margaret" Jane whispers "I wanted to tell you before The king"

"Tell me what"

"They've been rather close and are always talking by them self's and late at night"

"What are you saying"

"I'm saying I and some others can see what is happening"

"Lady Jane you are older than me and I know I should respect those older. But if your saying what I think you are the you have crossed the line" Margaret snaps "George and Anne are nothing more then sister and brother"

"If you heard and sa-"

Margaret began to walk of as Jane grabbed hold of her wrist "Lady Jane I suggest you let go before I do something I shouldn't"

Jane does as Margaret asks and backs away.

"Say a word of this ridiculous incest rumour to anyone or even the king and I will tell Anne. And she will make sure you don't live another day in peace" Margaret warns her before walking off.

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