After Henry VIII had his second wife Anne Boleyn beheaded, he married you (Jane Seymour), his lady-in-waiting. When Anne was pregnant with her second son, you were just cleaning Henry's office and he came in, you made out, and Anne caught you both and lost the baby again. In any case, after you and Henry got married, you quickly realized that you were his true love. Not like Catherine of Aragon or Anne Boleyn. No, with you, it's true love, and Henry isn't afraid to show it to you. You got pregnant somewhere and the news is, it's a boy. But what no one should know is that the birth won't go very well for you, but no one knows that yet, not even you.

Henry rushes through the door, worried because you called him. As he comes in, a waiting woman greets him, but Henry ignores her and quickly walks over to your bed.

Henry: Sweetheart, what's wrong! Is everything okay?

You: Everything is alright, come

Henry sits on the side of the bed, and you take his hand and place it on your baby bump.

You: Can you feel it? It's moving, its kicking.

Henry: I can feel it. I feel strong...

Henry puts his ear to your belly.

Henry: You are strong, my son...