She was a wonderful liar. She had him wrapped around her tiny, tiny fingers and he didn't even know it. The hair that hung like mahogany silk down her back entranced him, the elaborate jewels that decorated her neck sparkled with her every move, and those dark, seductive eyes of hers. Oh, how those eyes would make him bend to her every will. The most powerful man in all England, and he was under her spell. He was entranced by her slender figure and her swan-like neck; he was encased in a lust and desire for her that controlled his every move. He would tear apart his country for her. He would remove anyone that stood in his way for her; he was her puppet.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLItzjFKRkX
She was a wonderful liar. Mary knew well that Anne could lie like no other. Her first lie was told in October. She said she loved the Queen and due to her selfless nature, could not commit to being the king's mistress. But Anne cared little for the Queen.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdHnBxnv6IN
Her second lie was told in the spring. She promised she would bear the king his much desired son. She bore him only a girl.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAF10GiVeWF
Her third lie was told in September. She swore she had known no other man. Mary knew that Thomas Wyatt had known Anne. Mary knew that Thomas Wyatt had loved Anne. Most importantly, Mary knew that Anne had loved Thomas Wyatt.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3H54djaR8R
Her fourth lie was told when her belly began to grow big. She had promised the king that this was the boy they had hoped for. They named the girl Elizabeth.
She was a wonderful liar. Her stomach grew big with life several times. Each time Anne would lie. Anne would tell the king that it was a boy, that this time, this time she could feel it in her bones. She would have a son. Henry believed her.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIRbsIyYVGx
That final time, when Mary woke to the sounds of her sister's screaming, she knew Anne had gone too far. The blood stained the sheets and Anne's tears seemed endless. Her breathing was unsteady and her hands shook as she reached for her Mary's hand. The midwives took away the small bundle.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSs8JZ8O0aw
“It was a boy.” Anne said softly. This time, Anne's lie was not that she promised the king a boy. It was that she promised the king a living boy.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ35FaT65bsu
And so, Mary found herself stood on the green at the Tower, watching helplessly as her sister stood on a raised platform. She stood as a traitor, as an adulterer and a whore. Mary had been the king's whore, once. But that seemed like another life. Anne had gone too far. She had become Queen, she had promised the king the world. Her broken promises were seen to be lies and witchcraft, and as the executioner's sword came down on that swan-like neck, Mary could not tear her eyes away.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJOJzEKJlqv
Beloved sister, she thought, you were a wonderful liar.816Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCB5SE7waWe
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