It's September 7, 1533. You walk down the long corridor with your lady in waiting, holding your baby bump, which is already quite round and big. You talk to the head servant, Lady Rochfort, and tell her that you're looking forward to the birth of your son, because Henry is addicted to a man-like successor to the throne and wants a boy. You want to grant him this wish and tell Lady Rochfort with a smile. As you then go into your and Henry's bedroom with the girls, you feel a sharp pain and grab the desk.

Lady Rochfort: Your Majesty, is everything okay? Is something wrong?

*Your water breaks, and not even 6 minutes later, you're lying in bed in a nightgown. Lady Rochfort directs the dinner guests what to do, while Mary (Henry's 19-year-old daughter, you're her stepmother) holds your hand. Jane Seymour also holds your hand. The two speak gentle and strong words to you. *

Meanwhile, Mr. Cromwell approaches Henry, who is talking to his men.

Henry: So? Is it time???

Cromwell: Yes, Your Majesty!

The subjects gather in front of the palace. A few of Henry's men walk through the crowd and deliver the news.

Thomas Cranmer: It's time! The queen is giving birth to the new ruler of England!!

You're sweating, the midwife is still not here, and you're not allowed to push yet