Epilogue To Anne Wolsey's Marriage

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As Cardinal Wolsey paced the room, his red cloak swished, giving him an air of importance. “You do understand that you were not actually married to Henry Percy, do you? You were only making false promises to him.” Anne was fuming, but she braced herself. “I’m sorry, Your Eminence, but we are married. It is done in the eyes of God.” The cardinal laughed, looking at Anne as if she were nothing more than a silly maid. “My dear, my words come from God. If I say that you were not really married, then you were not really married. To suggest otherwise would paint you a loose girl.” The cardinal looked at Anne, all laughter gone from his eyes, but rather a dark, menacing look that lost all light, “To suggest otherwise would ruin you.” “Your Eminence,” …show more content…
~ It did not take long for Anne to enchant the king. Every morning, they rode out on horses and debated on theology. Every night, they started up the dancing and had the last dance. Every day, Anne and the king became closer. It was not long before the entire court knew that Anne was to be the king’s new mistress. There was not another girl like Anne that could keep the king’s attention. What any girl could do, Anne could do better. Anne was beautiful, yes, but she was also intelligent. She had the wit to outmatch any other, and the determination to do anything. Despite Cardinal Wolsey’s wishes, it became clear to the entire court that Anne had not only caught the king, but could keep him. Over the course of nearly five years, Anne had kept the king’s attention on her. The lengths that King Henry went to in order to please Anne were extreme. He divorced his first wife, Katherine of Aragon. He defied the Roman Catholic Church, and was excommunicated for doing so. And in spite of his friendship to Cardinal Wolsey (who he had known since he was a boy), King Henry had the cardinal executed. However, not before Anne had her last laugh. …show more content…
Despite all the Cardinal’s power gains in life, he had never met a woman like Anne. Anne, who was nothing more than a lowly lord’s daughter, had risen up to become the second most powerful lady in the kingdom. What she said, King Henry would do. She had the king’s ear, while the cardinal no longer did. In his heart, he reflected that he had come from nothing himself. A poor boy on the streets before he had been brought to the church, and risen up before becoming a cardinal. He had controlled everything in England, from the king’s household, to the holy duties bestowed upon him. He had fine houses all over the country, and wealth beyond compare. As he looked out of his window in the Tower, he saw York Place, his favorite house. It no longer belonged to him, as Anne had forcibly had the king hand it over to her. Inside, he knew that Anne did it to spite him for what had happened with Henry Percy years