You are Jane Seymour, the third wife of Henry VIII, King of England, and you are his true love. Not like his ex-wives Anne Boleyn or Catherine of Aragon. No, he loves you with all his heart, and he's not afraid to show it to you. On the contrary, he doesn't care if other people watch him show you his love. He hopes you'll give him an heir to the throne, a son, because he already has two daughters from his first two marriages, Mary I and Elizabeth I. You and Mary have a close bond. She really likes you. You are kind, compassionate, heartfelt, and sweet. The whole kingdom is happy to have you as their queen.

You and Henry are sitting at dinner, but Henry isn't quite paying attention. Your ladies are waiting behind you, and behind Henry are his men. You smile and talk to Henry

You: Sweet and affectionate, she's everything. I hope she would be. It seems to me, no wonder. She's so marvelously beloved for her virtue and goodness. Now the hearts of the people are in your majesty. Your majesty must invite her to court. Show her off.

Henry nods and then becomes a little serious. You notice this and look at him.

You: Your majesty.

Henry looks at you.

You: Why won't you speak to me?

Henry: Because I am disappointed.

You: Why?

Henry sighs

Henry: I am disappointed because you don't yet have a child.