She took the letter from him, and he watched, waited, as she opened the scroll, to read over what her father had relayed to her. Thomas knew already in broad strokes what the letter contained, the plans going into motion. Anne spoke of the QUEEN’S wishes, as if it were by her gracious hand that all of this was coming to be. “She is.” She was now. She has been made to be. No, it was because of the KING. When she came to court she would come to see who held absolute power. “You are to gather your belongings immediately and I shall accompany you back. Anything else that you need will be sent over in the subsequent weeks.” He was to be her escort, her protector. To tell her all that she needed to know before she arrived at court so that she did not make any fatal stumbles.
The thought of being present at The Court, residing at her Queen’s side was beyond the words that Anne Boleyn could express. Not only did it mean that it would better her reputation as a Lady — but that she would be CLOSER to her HENRY PERCY; the man she knew and grew to love ever since she had returned home from France. He was a kind man and understood the decisions she had made in her life. So to be in the same setting as him now… ❝ Then let us leave now —❞ she said to him. ❝ I’ll go fetch my things.❞ So she did, storing what dresses and shoes she could carry in a chest before making her way back down the stairs. It took an HOUR for her to ready her journey to Hampton Court. ❝ Shall we, Mister Cromwell?❞
He was ever the errand boy; commanded like a dog to do as another pleased and was viewed no higher in the eyes of another, though theBoleyns could not say that they were quite so high themselves. He is brought to Anne and she curtsied politely and he could imagine in a public scene that others would snicker that no one should have to curtsy in his presence. “Yes, I’m aware,” he replied, hands folded in front of him, eyes wandering about her person and carefully examining her. “He’s the one who sent me,” he continued, reaching into his pocket to extract a letter, holding it out to her. “He wishes for you to come to court.” Her father had plans for her.
Curtsying was always a necessary thing to do – regardless that status of the man. It was COURTEOUS and to do so would place a good impression on the individual if she did not do so. Anne wasn’t haughty; she wasn’t her father. No matter what other’s might have thought of her action toward Mister Cromwell, the man still deserved the respect he needed. But in REGARDS to her father —- TO COURT?! It would be the English court — an honorable place to be in this country. Slender fingers graced themselves onto the out held parchment and she carefully tore it open at it’s seal. Her thumbs rolled over it – how ODD it was to be excited to go to the English court. It was the same emotions she had felt when she first arrived in France. ❝ To court?❞ she repeated. Onyx orbs brushed over the scribbled words. ❝ He states that the QUEEN has granted me way to be her lady? But how can this be? Her Majesty isn’t at all familiar with my family, is she not?❞
It is true that, and no one will admit, that love is never equal. And in its inequality lies its fragility, for the one who is loved less will one day find love tastes like ashes. That is indeed what poor Miss Tituba found. But she did tell me everything.
When I first returned to Salem, I was convinced that Satan’s true partner was right in front of me and all I need do is reach out my hand to take her. You can imagine my shock to discover that Captain John Alden stands behind all of Salem’s horror.
“We might, either of us, be Queen of England and yet we’ll always be nothing to our family. ”
———— ❝ QUEEN OF ENGLAND?! Dear Mary, you’re mad. I highly doubt the KING would go to such lengths and make it so. In regards to our family — We’ve worked and learned hard. That is all that should matter of us. We’re merely women.❞
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CHARACTERIZATION:
001: I currently portray Anne based on minimal factual knowledge and records with some show influence. I write as I imagine her to be and not as the vixen most visualize her as. You may dislike Anne or you might like her and my portrayal included in this mix. But please keep your opinion to yourself or if you must, come speak to me in private about it, donβt send in anons.
I will not play/write Anne right to the very core of her soul.
002: There will be triggers of blood, minimal swearing, smut and other things. All will be tagged. The mun and Anne are of age.
003: Though fatefully married to King Henry VIII, I am willing to move away from history if there be any type of romance to form. I dislike Anne's fate and believe that she had a better chance with someone else than the King.
Because I love chemistry between characters, I can get a little hyped when it comes to shipping. So if I spring on you the βHey, I ship _____ with Anne!β, donβt get so alarmed.
004: I do not interact with anyone who also portrays Anne.
BIOGRAPHY
Anne Boleyn was the second daughter of Sir Thomas Boleyn and Lady Elizabeth Howard. She was born in England, raised there until her early teens to serve as a Lady to Queen Margaret of Austria. Because the Queen took a liking to both her and her father, word spread of Anne's quick learning and grace. By the age of fifteen, the Boleyns made their way to France where Anne and her older sister, Mary, served as Lady's for the Queen and later her daughter. Here, it is unclear as to what Anne's life was like in the French Court. After several years of living in the French Court, the Boleyns returned to England on request of Charles Brandon, Duke of Sulfolk. Anne's father served as England's ambassador, therefore gave both his daughter the opportunity to serve as Queen Katherine of Aragon's Lady's. It was during this time that both Anne and Mary participated in a play to welcome the Spanish diplomats, in which Anne met the man who would be responsible for her death, King Henry VIII. From here, their romance sprouted with love letters and gifts, often being sent from the King himself. Anne often rejected them, for she didn't want his affection at all. In asking her if she would serve as his mistress, Anne denied Henry, only causing him to pursue her more. It isn't at all sure as to what finally caused Anne to fall in love with him, but the two then married in secret and conceived Elizabeth I. After several failed pregnancies after her dear Elizabeth was born, speculations against Anne began to stir at court. Convinced that his wife hadn't been a virgin when they were married and that she was responsible for witchcraft, Anne was sentenced to be beheaded, the same day that Henry and Jane Seymore were set to be wedded.
There aren't any potraits of the Queen Anne. Only descriptions and paintings of what she could have looked like, after her passing. From what most described her as, Anne had olive toned skin with dark hair and brown eyes. She wasn't at all remotely close to the "English Roses" that existed in England and on Court at the time. She was petite, standing at perhaps five foot three and had been quite slender. Most say that she wasn't at all beautiful but rather very average looking.
Anne Boleyn had been described as an intelligent woman full of wit and charm. She wasn't like most wmen, which many can conclude as to why Henry had fallen in love with Anne in the first place. She was very opininated and quite blunt, therefore didn't refrain herself from speaking her mind. Anne was playful, flirtatious and often drew men in, specifically, Sir Thomas Wyatt and King Henry VIII.