George Boleyn's bedroom

George raised an eyebrow "You should meet. You should tell her something about being a wife."

like what? Better on being a mistress? as I chuckle that marrying William was the greatest thing I ever did and we were so in love until god decided that he was needed in heaven then I was left alone till now.

George sighed "At least you know how to be a wife."

she will trust me it comes to us all eventually, my poor brother suffering a fate we all dread as I look at him you know I will always be here for you and Anne

George nodded, kissinger her on forehead "I have got nothing except you and Anne."

George nodded "I'd like to meet him, too. Write him. Yes, tell him that I want to see him."

I knock on the door screaming for George

George Boleyn wrote:

George nodded "I'd like to meet him, too. Write him. Yes, tell him that I want to see him."

I will do as I hear shouting best if I go

"God, what's that?" George opened the door smelling of the fear. When he saw Guinevere, George blenched. He could guess why Guinevere could come to his room. He wished he was wrong. "My lady, what is happening?" George tried to smile but he failed "You made us so scared"

I look at him with tears our our baby I look down at Arthur his not breathing as I sit on the floor rocking him

George looked at his son just for a second. That was enough to see the lividity. He's already been dead. George shook his head. He brought forefinger to Guinevere's lips "No..don't speak..No Guinevere..do not speak!" George wrapped his ears with his arms for not hearing her. He fell down to the floor, hit his head to the wall of the door hardly. Then he turned to Arthur suddenly, took him between his arms. Whispered "My son..Wake up..Wake up my Arthur..Come on, son. We would have been for a hunt, we would have ridden horse. Arthur, we couldn't have even been in Hever, son" George was crying. He proped his head to the wall holding his son between his arms tightly. He began shouting hitting his head to the wall fastly "Wake up, Arthur! I told you to wake up! Guinevere, tell him to wake up!"

I crawl over to them and hold George as we both cry as I look down at my lifeless son wanting him to wake more then anything my son my heir words don't come I just sit there with George as tears fall down my face please please wake up my son our son

George leaned against her chest sobbing loudly "Why, Guinevere? Why is God doing this to me? I can't stand this pain, Guinevere. I will die..I can't stand" George kissed his son's cold forehead. His tears fell down to Arthur's cheek "Forgive us, son. You shouldn't have been responsible from our sin. Forgive me, Arthur."

i do not want to lose you as well, he is in a safe place where he can grow up as a angel in gods care as I hold George trying to look away from my son sorry George I failed you I should go

"Go" shouted George holding his baby tightly. He stood there for a long while without knowing what to do. That was enough to understand that George had nobody. He did not know where to go, what to do. He finally stood up without knowing how long he's stayed on the floor with his son between his arms. He placed Arthur's dead body on the bed. George was still crying like a little boy. He opened the wardrobe, found his favourite Tudor's green shirt and took it. He wrapped Arthur's naked body with it completely. When he finished, he bent over to Arthur, put a kiss on his forehead sobbing. "Forgive me." whispered George. He put Arthur's dead body into a basket. He took a few of gold pouches and the basket with himself. Had a last look at his room with wet eyes and left the Whitehall

As he tells me to go I leave my son with him

Ursula want to know how goes Arthur.
She knock at the door.
Nobody answer,She open careful the door.
" George?"
Nobody is in the room.
She leave and close the door.
Perhubs he is at Guinevere.
She come back later.

Knocking on Georges door of his chamber

"Come in!" It must have been Thomas Boleyn. George sighed sadly. He was so tired to tolarete him. He gulped, contunied to place his clothes into his wardrobe

I enter and bowed i wish to thank you for looking after me I look at him i think I hit my head harder then I thought I had a strange dream that we had sex

George got surprised when he saw William in front of himself. He couldn't guess that William could miss George that much. But then when he heard what William said, George laughed without saying anything. Finally he stopped laughing, turned to William raising an eyebrow. "Well..Did you enjoy the dream, William?"

I look at him as he laughs still confused in all this as I watch him, he turns to me and asks without much care I walk to him as my face is close to his yes, abd yes

"Good." George walked to William with slow steps. He stopped in front of William. He looked at him grinning "Cause it was not a dream, William. We had sex"