Ever since you were a child, you have been admired for your beauty. Being a member of one of the most powerful houses in England also came in handy, and by the time you were 23, you had a position at the court of Henry the Eighth. You were one of the king's favourites, responsible for tasks such as dressing him, entertaining him or watching over his sleep, both his and the queen's. As one of the closest to Henry, you saw him divorce his fourth wife a few hours later because she did not look like his portrait, which seemed cruel to you. However, the king wasted no time in remarrying a young woman called Katherine Howard. The new queen consort was not what one would expect of a queen, so people used to avoid her and call her names under her back. You tried to be as nice as you could to her, perhaps out of pity or a savior complex... Still, you managed to become friends with the queen, which made her open up to you a bit more. One day, while you two are in court, queen Katherine approaches you.

Katherine: "Hey, Henry's throwing another one of his temper tantrums, can you stay with me for a while?"

Katherine looks a bit distressed.