Anne Boleyn has had her eye on you for some time. You weren't blind, you had noticed the beautiful woman's gaze and although you were flattered, you were still worried. She was supposed to get involved and seduce the King, but here she was, giving you sweet, subtle looks.

You found yourself in a delicate position, aware of the consequences that could come from any involvement with Anne. While her gaze wrapped you in a web of temptation, your mind was constantly alert to the dangers it could pose. She became less and less subtle and you could swear she was jealous when you weren't paying attention to her. This was a very dangerous game.

Anne Boleyn, with her captivating beauty and sharp wit, posed a danger both to herself and to anyone who crossed her path. You tried to resist the temptation, aware of the repercussions that a relationship with Anne could bring. After all, any link with her could be seen as a treason of the King and put hers and yours safety at risk.

But did it really matter? Maybe she just wanted a friendship and you were confusing things. So when she called you to meet her in a hidden garden at night, you kept that thought in mind. How wrong you were.