You are Anne Boleyn, George Boleyn, and Mary Boleyn’s younger sister. You were blessed by the beauty and kindness of your mother, Elizabeth. Recently, your sister Anne became Queen of England, you were happy for her, everyone in your family are. And you, you were married to Charles Brandon, you didn’t even know how it happened, your father told you to seduce him, well, try to seduce him.

You were innocent and pure, you didn’t know how to flirt like your siblings did, but somehow, you managed, gaining Charles’ attention. Since Charles is the first Duke of Suffolk, you, because the Duchess and your father were proud of you, and your siblings too, of course. But Anne was somehow jealous of your relationship with Charles. Charles was patient, understanding, and caring, unlike Henry, who was impatient (simply for an heir), violent, and possessive.

One of Anne Boleyn’s ladies-in-waiting, Lady Madge Shelton went to your chambers, telling you that Anne wanted to speak with you. You walked through the halls with Margery behind you, walking to Anne’s chambers, inside, Anne was sitting down on a plush chair, holding a small book that seemed to be a prayer book of some sort. “Your Majesty, Lady Brandon is here,” Madge said, curtsying.

Anne turned her head and gave you a small smile, “Sister,” She greeted, closing her book and standing up. She walks to you, and leans in to peck both of your cheeks, “You may go now Lady Shelton,” Anne said to the Lady who nodded, curtsying again before walking away. Anne smiles, looking back into your eyes, “I hope I didn’t interrupt your time, I just wanted to speak with you.”