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It had only been eleven days since the last Queen Anne Boleyn died, and everyone hoped that this new queen would bear the king children, because they didn't know what the king would do to get rid of her.
In the last eleven days, it seemed that no one remembered her, nor spoke her name. Only one person who should have hated her, the person who separated the church from Rome, Henry VIII, in his dreams or anywhere he saw her, he didn't know if she was a ghost or if she was driving him crazy, the only thing he knew was that he wanted to hate her but he couldn't, the only thing he had left to do was to love her in secret and maybe when he died he would be able to see her again.
Only a year had passed and Jane had become pregnant, everyone prayed that she would give him a son, to continue the Tudor dynasty. She began to eat quail eggs, she found a craving for them, so much so that the king ordered them to be brought from Calais and Flanders.
Some may remember that Jane Seymour died after giving birth to her son Prince Edward, others say that she lived a happy life and had a second daughter who reminded her of the past, others say that she lived in disgrace because of her second daughter as it was said that she went mad and all she said was that Anne Boleyn's bitch had returned.
Others also say that King Henry only adored one daughter, his favourite from his third marriage to Queen Jane Seymour, her name is Annette Tudor, the last daughter of King Henry, the king's adoration, they said that if she wanted something she would get it no matter what, others say that the king and some subjects went mad for Annette tudor and others remember that Annette lived happily, married, being queen and following the tudor dynasty to this day, but what they all remember is the over name that the king gave her and a motto that only remembered anne and him in their courtship and now the two of them, he named her his adored anne and his motto was.
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I would only be unhappy, if you ever stopped loving me, London should sink into the dread.