11:48 pm
November 26, 2011
1000 days. That was all it took. All it took for us to fall in love, to hate each other, to lust after each other. 1000 days. There was me : Strong-willed and compassionate yet utterly vindictive Anne Boleyn. And there was him : Henry VIII Strong and heartless, yet strangely vulnerable.
Some said we were a match made in Heaven, with the good Lord’s blessing. Others said we both belonged with the devil. They called him crazy for falling for a seductress like me. That was how the rumors started. Rumors of adultery, witchcraft, and treason. None of it is true.
The only good thing to come out of this marriage was our child, little Elizabeth. She will be the best Ruler England has ever seen.
She will make myself and her father proud.
Dawn has come and I am only hours away from death. But understand that I admit to none of the false charges brought against me.
I am, and forever will be Queen Anne, the innocent.
What do you think? (:
Le Plus Heureux ♥ ~ Anne Boleyn//Toujours la reine
Gosh if I had a penny for all the speechs and little stories i’ve done in Anne’s POV…i’d literally be a billionaire.
I like yours though, I think Anne probably thought about the past alot in her final days and went over how exactly she got to that point, the point of her husband totally turning his back on her and she left to die with no sense of how her daughter will do when she’s gone. She must of been terrified for both herself and little Lizzy.
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.