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Charlie Fenton
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'The queen I served will die named as a witch, a creature of perverse lusts, an adulterous wife, a treasonous queen. My husband is named for terrible crimes with her and has chosen to die with her rather than live with me. At his death, I will lose my fortune and my home. At her death, I will lose my place at court and royal favour. I will be poor; I will be homeless; I will be out of favour.'
— 5 hours, 32 min ago
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Charlie Fenton
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'But I am glad of a letter that says nothing - it means he is thinking of his safety, not raging in defence of Anne. The accusation of adultery and treason will fall of its own overweight - it will crash down on those who raised it. The worse they try to paint us, the worse will be their defeat. All we have to do is say nothing.'
— 5 hours, 54 min ago
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Charlie Fenton
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''If the marriage was invalid, then she is no wife,' I explain patiently. The duke is deadly at the head of his men, but not the sharpest blade when faced with ideas. 'If she is no wife, there is no adultery. As her uncle, as the head of our house, your task is to wait for them to make fools of themselves, and then take Anne away.''
— 5 hours, 59 min ago
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Charlie Fenton
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'He limps with the pain of his leg, which has wors-ened, and he looks oddly furtive - like a man hiding a terrible secret. He has learned his own mortality.
Riding in the joust against young men to celebrate his first wife's death, he thought himself immortal.
Now, he learns that he, too, can die, in a moment, alone as she was, cold as she was, with a great weight crushing the breath out of him.'
— 20 hours, 9 min ago
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Riding in the joust against young men to celebrate his first wife's death, he thought himself immortal.
Now, he learns that he, too, can die, in a moment, alone as she was, cold as she was, with a great weight crushing the breath out of him.'



















