Henry was a ladies’ man and Anne was beguiled by his attentiveness. To prove his love for her, Henry left his wife Catherine and married Anne in a secret ceremony. Anne was overjoyed; but her happiness was short-lived.
After three years of marriage, Anne had failed to provide Henry with a male heir and she knew Henry would take drastic measures to end their marriage in his pursuit of an heir.
As she faced the executioner Henry soothed Anne’s brow and in fine skirling form said “Peace be sweetheart, and all will be well.”
For 100 consecutive days I will write and post a short story (about 100 words) incorporating a randomly selected word from Afterliff: A new dictionary of things there should be words for.
Lulling someone into a false sense of security with small talk before you chuck, sack or behead them.
The sense that someone is standing behind you.