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THE INNOCENT BOLEYN

The Tower of London May 14, 1536

The scene is set in a damp cell with a single window and a young man is sitting at a barren table, ink pen in hand.
George: (Reading his letter aloud)

Mary, my sweet baby sister, In a few short days you, alone shall be the hope of the all too ambitious Boleyn family; for I shall be gone, along with Anne and her fiery temper, at the King’s command. You have managed to keep your innocent hands out of this nasty business, and may you live a wonderful life with Catherine and little Henry. I love you Mary, as a brother loves a sister, and I will always miss you. Your obedient brother, George.

Sets the letter down and sighs. Looks out the window, then there is a knock on the door and the Constable enters.

Constable: You have a guest, my lord Rochford. George: Who is it, Master Constable?

Constable: It is your sister.

George: (Hopefully) Anne?

Constable: No, Lady Stafford.

George: Oh, Mary. Let her in, then.

Constable moves aside and Mary Stafford enters, wearing a gown of deep burgundy with her hair held up by a French hood. The Constable leaves, locking the door behind him and Mary rushes to George.

Mary: Oh, George. How pale and sickly you look.

George: Mary, sweet Mary. I have missed you so.

Mary: What has become of the Boleyn family?

George: We have aimed too high and now we must fall as hard.

Mary: I have requested an audience with his Majesty.

George: Mary, you must not. I will not allow you to lose your life because of my mistakes.

Mary: George, you are my brother and I will always defend you. “Vivat Boleyns!” Remember?

George: Those days are over, Mary. You must let go of those memories; for they no longer exist.

Mary: How can you say such things? You are still Lord Rochford and your nephew is the son of a king. You are young and fertile and your mistress is expecting your child.

George: DO NOT SPEAK OF ELIZABETH!!!!!

Mary: George, she still loves you. Why won’t you see her? She is carrying your child and has defended your good name despite the wrath of her family.

George: Mary, why can’t you see? I have wronged her and now I must pay the price by never allowing myself to look upon her sweet face again.

Mary: That is not only a punishment for you; but for Elizabeth as well. She deserves to see you one last time- to speak to you at the very least.

George: Mary, I can’t see her. I love her too much; I could not bear the pain.

Mary: You mustn’t be so selfish, George. This no longer concerns only your interests.

George: Mary, she is better off banishing me from her thoughts. I have brought sorrow and pain upon her and our child; I do not deserve to see her.

Mary: But she LOVES you! Why can’t you see that? She is not going to forget you that quickly.

George: Enough, Mary! Let us not spend our last moments together fighting.

Mary: You mustn’t talk that way.

George: (Grabs her hand and sits down at the table)

Mary, my sweet baby sister, you must remember all the days spent at Hever with your children, and all the gay days we spent together at court. You must hold them in your heart, for soon you shall be the only one capable of remembering them. I am prepared to die in three days time for I have committed crimes that will haunt my conscious. You must tell Elizabeth how ardently I love her and to my unborn child you must speak of me highly. Now go; get yourself away from this gloomy place and live your life. I love you so much, Marianne. God save you!

Mary: Oh, George. I cannot bear the thought of losing both you and Anne.
(Hugs him)

George: Go, Mary. I will forever remain your obedient brother. Give my love to my nieces and little nephew.

(Mary stands to leave; gives George a kiss on the cheek and a long embrace before turning and knocking on the door for the Constable to let her out.)

Mary: Goodbye, sweet brother of mine. May it end quickly.

(Scene ends with George looking out the window; watching Mary’s departure.)

Scene Two

The scene is set at Percy House in London.

Elizabeth Percy, 8 months pregnant, is sitting in the library when a servant announces Lady Mary Stafford.

Servant: Lady Stafford, my lady.

Elizabeth: Thank you, Smiths.

Smiths bows and exits stage right.

Elizabeth: (her voice is quivering) Mary! Have you any news of George? Have you seen him at all?

Mary: I have just left him at the Tower.

Elizabeth: And? How is my sweet George?

Mary: In truth, my brother is miserable without you. He refuses to see you because he feels he has wronged you.

Elizabeth: Wronged me? I love George so much, how can he believe he has wronged me?

Mary: I know he loves you as well, Elizabeth, but he feels he has betrayed your honor because he bedded you, a woman who was not his wife.

Elizabeth: (holding her belly) And am I to raise our child on my own? I am not strong enough to do so. I need George.
(Starts crying and rubbing her belly)

Mary: Shh, Elizabeth. I know.

Elizabeth: Thank you, Mary. I truly appreciate your kindness.

Mary: Come, we must get you dressed.

Elizabeth: Where am I to go?

Mary: We are going to the Tower to see George. I love my brother, but I will not allow him make this mistake. He loves you and I know he truly longs to see you.

Elizabeth: Am I really to see George?

Mary: Indeed. Let us go.

(They exit arm in arm)

Scene Three

The Tower of London. Outside George’s cell

Elizabeth: Wait, what if he refuses to see me?

Mary: He will see you! You love George and he loves you. Just talk with him.

Elizabeth: Oh, thank you, Mary.

Mary: Go!

Mary gives Elizabeth’s arm a squeeze, and nudges her toward the door. The Constable opens the door and announces her arrival. George is staring at Elizabeth in disbelief.

Constable: Lady Percy to see you, my lord Rochford.

Constable exits and Elizabeth and George are left alone. Elizabeth is stroking her belly nervously. After a moment, George rushes to her and embraces her; stroking her hair before reaching for her belly.

George: Elizabeth! I have longed to see you . How your belly has grown!

Elizabeth: My sweet George! I am now eight months gone with your son.

George: A son? Are you certain?

Elizabeth: The King’s physicians have predicted that your son will be born in late spring, my love.

George: That is the best news you could have given me, sweetheart. I’m going to have son?

(Shakes his head in disbelief)

And I shall never see him.

Elizabeth: You mustn’t talk that way!

George: Elizabeth, we must face the truth of this matter. I love you so much that I could not bear the thought of you being uncared for.

Elizabeth: I assure you, my family is prepared to raise the child as a Percy.

George: No! My son shall be raised as a Boleyn and he shall have Hever as his inheritance.

Elizabeth: (Icily) As you wish, my lord. Are you certain your wife will allow your illegitimate son to inherit the family estates?

George: It does not matter what Jane wants; Hever is my property and I shall dispose of it as I please. My son shall be well taken care of as shall you, my love. I have arranged for Mary to secure a large sum of my wealth and she will give it to you upon my death.

Elizabeth: (Embraces George; refusing to let go, crying) Oh, George! What shall I do without you by my side? Our son deserves to know his father. It is simply not fair! Why must you die for Anne’s follies?

George: (sternly) Hush. It is not entirely Anne’s fault. I am a Boleyn and I followed the designs of my family and, unfortunately, our plan failed.

Elizabeth: How can you defend your family after the pain they have brought upon you, upon us and upon our child?

(places George’s hands on her belly)

George: They are my family, Elizabeth. I have to put my faith in them.

Elizabeth: You could have put your faith in me.

George: I did, my love but I am bound to honor and obey the Boleyns and Howards by the blood that runs through my veins. I can not help but want to see the family progress in the King’s favor. Anne was merely a pawn, same as I; we did as we were bid.

Elizabeth: And now it is costing you your life.

George: I can not expect you to understand, dear Elizabeth. I want you to know that despite these dire circumstances, I will always love you and our son.

Elizabeth: As I will always love you. I promise I shall never marry another man nor look upon another the way I look upon you now.

George: Elizabeth, you can not remain an unmarried woman because of me. You deserve to find happiness.

Elizabeth: I have already found happiness with you, but it is because of what we share that I shall never be able to love another completely again.

George: You should know that it will be not my family that I think of when I place my head on that block, but it will be you, my beautiful Elizabeth.

Elizabeth: And I shall be there; crying more tears than humanly possible. Oh sweet George, I cannot believe we must be separated forever.

George: It is not forever, my love. We will meet again in heaven, I know it.

They hug each other and Elizabeth is crying as George strokes her hair and brings her face close to his and kisses her as he whispers:

George: Be strong, my love. I shall always be with you.

Elizabeth: May God protect you and love you as I do.

They continue kissing and holding one another until the Constable enters.

Constable: Is Lady Percy ready to leave?

Elizabeth: (Muffled so only George can hear her) I want to stay with you and spend one last night in your arms.

George: Is it possible for Lady Percy to remain in my company until morning, my lord Constable?

Constable: (Hesitates but sees the pain in Elizabeth’s eyes) Of course, my Lord Rochford. If you be needing anything else this evening, I’ll be down the hall.

George: Thank you, my lord Constable.

Constable bows then exits before George turns to Elizabeth.

George: Let us make this night one to remember, shall we, my love?

Elizabeth nods and George leads her to the bed and pulls her down to him. The scene ends with Elizabeth and George in the bed, whispering.

Scene Four

The next morning George and Elizabeth are sitting on the bed wrapped in each other’s arms, talking and kissing. George is seemingly bothered as his execution is in two days.

Elizabeth: Do you remember the day we met, my love?

George: Of course I do, Elizabeth. If I remember correctly, you were eavesdropping, were you not?

Elizabeth: I was not. I was concentrating upon my needlework.

George: Nevertheless, I’m glad you were, for I would not have thought to inquire after you and thus our story would not have been written.

Elizabeth: I agree. But something is bothering you, my love. I can see it your eyes.

George: Nothing is wrong, my love. I was just thinking of our son. (places his hand over Elizabeth’s belly)

Elizabeth: Be comforted, dear George. Our son shall know the love we shared and how dearly you loved him.

George: I would give anything to see my son grow to manhood.

Elizabeth: Shh, love. I wish that too, more than you could ever know, but I assure you, our son will be the kind of man you could be proud of.

George: (starts crying) Oh, Elizabeth. What shall I do without your love to guide me?

Elizabeth: (crying as well) I can not bear the thought of never seeing you again either, my sweet.

George: The thought of this being our last day with each other is barely stomachable.

Elizabeth: Hush; do not speak of that time to me. I cannot remain as strong as you in this matter.

George: I would not expect you to. I should have never entwined my twisted and dangerous life with your happy one.

Elizabeth: Do not say things of that nature! It is as if you wish we had never set eyes upon each other.

George: Of course not, I am forever grateful to God for allowing me to become part of your life but I can not help but worry about the pain I have brought upon you.

Elizabeth: George, you have given me the honor of sharing everything with you including your body. I would not trade those moments for my life.

George: Nor would I, Elizabeth.

They embrace and share a romantic moment before kissing passionately. They settle on the bed holding each other when the door opens and the Constable enters. Elizabeth gasps and pulls the covers to cover her exposed shoulders.

Constable: I am sorry to bother you, my Lord Rochford, but the King is on his way and Lady Percy must leave, else I be losing my post.

George: I understand, my lord Constable.

Constable exits and George turns to help Elizabeth get dressed.

Elizabeth: The King is on his way; perhaps he is bringing your pardon.

George: If only that were true, my sweet, but I do not believe the King feels any love towards the Boleyn family at present.

George buttons her dress before turning her around into a hug. Both are crying and George rubs Elizabeth’s stomach for the last time.

George: Remember me well, my love. Take care of our son and speak of me often.

(Bends down and kisses Elizabeth’s stomach)

Elizabeth: I shall, sweet George. I pray that you will not suffer.

They hold each other for a brief moment before the Constable’s knock forces them apart.

Constable: It is time to leave, Lady Percy. Make your goodbyes.

Elizabeth: (starts crying once again and strokes George’s cheek) Goodbye, sweet love. I shall always adore you.

George: And I you, my only love.

Scene Five

Hatfield Palace 1536

His Majesty, King Henry VIII is visiting his daughter, the Princess Elizabeth while his wife, Anne Boleyn is awaiting her execution. He is sitting in the nursery, alone when the Duke of Norfolk enters.

Guard: His Grace, the Duke of Norfolk.

Norfolk enters and bows to His Majesty.

Norfolk: Your Majesty.

Henry: Ah, Norfolk. You are looking quite pale, my friend.

Norfolk: I’m just a trifle ill at present, my lord.

Henry: (Icily) I should expect so. You are to lose both a niece and nephew with two slices of an axe.

Norfolk: If your Majesty so desires it.

Henry: (Angered) Believe me, Norfolk, I do. Your niece has tricked me and she must pay, but what of our daughter? I cannot bear to look at my sweet princess, for she bears memories of that whore!

Norfolk: She is a true Tudor rose, highness. (Pauses) I pray you, do not harm the princess. She has done nothing wrong save being born a girl.

Henry: Fool! I would not harm an innocent child, no matter how displeased I am. But as to what shall be done with her, she shall live here with her own retinue of servants.

Norfolk: You are most gracious, majesty.

Henry: I am not finished. Princess Elizabeth shall have no contact with any Boleyn or Howard relation including yourself. I will not have the mind of my daughter poisoned against me as was Mary’s.

Norfolk: As your Grace commands. If I may say goodbye to my grandniece. I am an old man; I do not expect to live much longer, perhaps I shall never see her again.

Henry: All right, but make haste. After you have said goodbye, I suggest you get yourself to the Tower, for the executions begin tomorrow.

Henry hands Elizabeth to Norfolk who soothes the baby before whispering.

Norfolk: Be wary, sweet Elizabeth of men trying to steal your crown. You are a true Tudor rose and deserve the life of a princess. Remember Howard blood runs through these veins of yours, and you can always depend upon your family.

Norfolk hands Elizabeth back to Henry and bows before exiting.

Norfolk: Your Majesty.

Henry: I truly love you, Elizabeth but the sight of you makes my mind jump to thoughts of that whore. I simply cannot bear it. So, for now, adieu sweet Tudor princess.

Scene Six

The Tower Green.

There is a platform with an executioner’s block and an axmen waiting nearby. There is also a large crowd gathered to witness the executions of Henry Norris, Francis Weston, Mark Smeaton and George. Elizabeth and Mary are in the crowd and the figure of Anne Boleyn can be seen from a distant window.

Executioner: Bring the first traitor to the block!

Henry Norris makes his way to the block. He is dressed in simple peasant clothes and his hands are bound.

Norris: I am delivered, my lord.

Executioner: Prepare the traitor!

Two servants step forward and remove the cloth that is binding Norris’s wrists and tie a dark blindfold about his eyes and direct him to the block.

Norris: I beg you, good people, to believe the innocence of myself and your most gracious Queen Anne. May God bless King Henry with the sons he so desires before more innocent blood is shed.

He flings out his arms and the executioner raises his ax and with one swing Norris’s head is removed from his body. There is a cry from within the audience. Executioner picks up the severed head.

Executioner: Behold the head of a traitor to the crown of England.

The servants scurry forward and sprinkle new straw over the bloodied straw of Norris’s execution. Francis Weston steps forward and the process of executions is continued with the bodies simply being carried away until George is brought forth. Elizabeth reaches for Mary’s hand while her other hand is stroking her belly.

Elizabeth: Oh Mary, I can not believe it is truly happening.

Executioner: Bring forth the final traitor.

George: I am delivered, my lord Executioner.

Servants step forward and repeat the same process except before the blindfold is placed over George’s eyes he looks to Elizabeth and mouths “I will always love you”. He is directed to the block.

George: Good people, I die today for betraying the trust of our most gracious sovereign, King Henry. I pray God shall forgive me and, to my Elizabeth, may you live forever in happiness. Name our son George, my love.

He flings out his arms and as the executioner raises his axe, Elizabeth gasps and tears start welling up. The axe is brought down but the executioner must strike again. He brings down the axe and George’s head is severed. He holds up the head and Elizabeth cries out, grabs her belly and faints.

Executioner: Feast your eyes on the severed head of the final traitor to his Majesty.

Mary: Elizabeth! Wake up, please! William, dear husband, please help. I must get her inside; I think she is beginning her pains.

Mary and William gently lift Elizabeth and carry her to the nearest inn. Mary begins preparing for the birth.

Mary: William, you must fetch Dr. Butts. She is not yet due, so the birth may be difficult.

William: As you wish, my lady. Why care you so for the survival of this baby?

Mary: It is George’s child and I promised him I would look after the child and Elizabeth. As my brother just died, I have to save his child. It is all that is left of him now.

William: I shall return presently.

William rushes out and Mary reaches for Elizabeth’s hand.

Mary: You must try, Elizabeth. You must be strong for George. He needed you to take care of your child. You cannot do that if you do not try. Please, wake up Elizabeth, please.

Elizabeth moans and wails tossing back and forth. Mary anxiously looks around for William.

Elizabeth: George? Where is my George?

Mary: Elizabeth, praise god.

Elizabeth: I need George. Where is he?

Mary: He cannot be with you right now. You must focus on the baby.

Elizabeth: George needs to be here for the birth of his son.

Mary: Shh, just rest now.

Elizabeth moans again and thrashes. William enters with the King’s physician, Dr. Butts.

Mary: Praise god you could spare the time to help us, Dr. Butts.

Butts: How many months gone is the lady?

Mary: She is eight months gone, sir.

Butts: Then she is not in as grave of danger as I had feared.

Mary: Can you save them both, sir?

Butts: I believe so. Pray, give me a moment with her.

Mary and William bow and exit. Dr. Butts goes to Elizabeth who is breathing hard with the pains of labor.

Butts: Lady Percy, you must push when I command. You must bring your son into this world now.

Butts instructs Elizabeth to push and she screams causing Mary and William to rush into the room. After several minutes, a baby’s cry pierces the room.

Butts: Lady Stafford, may I present your nephew.

Mary: Elizabeth, you have borne George a son.

Elizabeth: Our son. George’s son. (Starts crying) And he shall never meet him. What shall I do without George?

Scene ends with Mary, Elizabeth and the baby sitting on the bed with William and Dr. Butts watching from a distance.

Scene Seven

King Henry’s court

May 17, 1539.

It has been exactly three years since George’s execution. His son, named George is a happy three year old living at Hever with Elizabeth. Elizabeth is still wearing black in mourning and looks sad.

Elizabeth: George, come here, please.

(George toddles over)

Mary: He looks so like my brother. George would be proud of both of you.

Elizabeth: You must know that I think of your brother daily, not a moment escapes without the thought of him.

Mary: I know as much, Elizabeth. But George would want you back at court showing off his handsome son.

Elizabeth: Never, Mary. My son shall never visit that monster’s court. No, he shall not be scorned or spat upon nor be part of any Boleyn game. It is a risk I dare not take with my son. You may do as you please with your children but I’ll not be moved to change my thoughts.

Mary: (angrily) I am just as watchful of my children as you, Elizabeth but I cannot stop them from wanting to be a part of the world I once belonged to. It is in their blood as well as young George’s. You are tempting fate in keeping him away from his desires.

Elizabeth: Care I not. For I am his mother and I vowed to keep him safe. He will be in danger the moment his boot-clad feet touch the stones of King Henry’s court. He is but three, Mary, not capable of understanding his family connections.

Mary: Forgive me, Elizabeth, but I must go. I cannot sit and listen to my family be defaced. Whatever has happened in the past does not foreshadow the future. The Boleyns have lost their two most promising pawns; that is enough pain to discourage any attempts at regaining the King’s favor just yet.

Elizabeth: Pray, Mary stay. I am sorry; I did not mean to insult you so. I am just unwilling to send our son to serve the man who was responsible for his father’s death. I cannot do it.

Mary: Elizabeth, you have to accept the fact that although King Henry ruined your chance at happiness you cannot stop your son from attempting to reach his.

Elizabeth: I cannot, Mary. I am not yet ready to lose another person close to me. I haven’t gotten over losing my only love; I could not bear to lose my son as well.

A page wearing the livery of King Henry enters the room. He Bows

Page: I request the ear of Lady Percy.

Elizabeth: I am Lady Percy. What is your will?

Page: I come bearing a message from our most gracious sovereign, King Henry.

Mary: Yes, what does his Majesty request of Lady Percy?

Page: His most gracious Majesty demands that Lady Percy and her son, Lord Rochford, be present at Greenwich come Sunday.

Elizabeth: Why does his Majesty request to see my son?

Page: In truth, madam, I know not. I simply bring his Majesty’s message with the intent of receiving your gracious acceptance and submission to his Majesty’s wishes.

Mary: Of course. Lady Percy and her son Lord Rochford will be at Greenwich come Sunday. Thank you, sir.

All bow and the page exits. Elizabeth pulls little George to her and begins crying. Mary places her arm around Elizabeth’s shoulder.

Elizabeth: Mary, it is happening. I must lose my son to the game of courtly ambition and he is not yet three years old.

Mary: He is a bright boy, Elizabeth. He is a Boleyn and a Percy; he will keep his head despite the intrigues of the court.

Elizabeth kneels down to George’s level and hugs him tight.

Elizabeth: My sweet boy, you must always remember that I love you and that your father would’ve been so proud of his young lord.

George: I love you as well, Mother.

Elizabeth: Come, we must get you packed, Lord Rochford.

Elizabeth and Lord Rochford (George) exit holding hands. Mary remains for a moment staring at the broken family and wishing her brother could have lived to see his family.

Scene Eight

Greenwich Palace

Elizabeth and Mary are dressed in their court attire with little George playing with his Majesty’s puppy. Elizabeth looks ill and Mary looks anxious to see her daughter. Loud fanfare and the announcement of his Majesty King Henry bring the King into the room all bow.

Crier: His Majesty, King Henry.

(All bow)

Henry: Well, what are the matters to be discussed today, Master Cromwell?

Cromwell: Well, the French King sends his ambassadors with hopes of a peace treaty, majesty.

Henry: Yes, yes. What else, what else? I do not have time for these petty problems. They are your responsibility, Master Cromwell.

Cromwell: Oh, Lady Percy and Lord Rochford are here as your Majesty requested.

Henry: Bring them to my Privy chamber. I wish to discuss Lord Rochford’s future with Lady Percy.

Cromwell: Yes, Majesty.

Cromwell bows and heads to find Lady Percy who is standing off to the side out of the way.

Cromwell: The King wishes to see you and Lord Rochford in the Privy chamber right away, Lady Percy.

Elizabeth: Of course, Master Cromwell.

Mary: Remember: stay strong for George, Elizabeth.

Elizabeth and little George follow Cromwell in to the King’s Privy chamber. King Henry is sitting on his throne. Elizabeth, George, and Cromwell bow.

Cromwell: Your Majesty.

Elizabeth: Your Majesty.

Henry: Ah, Lady Percy. I am delighted that you have come back to court. The court is no longer a happy place to be, it would seem.

Elizabeth: Of course not, your Majesty. I simply prefer life in the country. Since my son was born, it has offered me many comforts.

Henry: That is a matter I wish to discuss with you today, Lady Percy. Your son.

Elizabeth: Your Majesty?

Henry: He is, after all, Lord Rochford, a title which he inherited from his father. Therefore it is necessary that he live at court as is customary of a man of title.

Elizabeth: But he is but a boy, your Majesty. He is not yet ready to become a courtier.

Henry: You shall do as I command, Lady Percy. I am King and I demand that Lord Rochford remain here at court to serve me. Whether you wish to return to the country or not, that is your choice.

Elizabeth: But sire-

Henry: Silence, I will hear no more on the subject! Now leave me. Master Cromwell, let us retire to my chambers to discuss the matter of France.

Cromwell: Of course, your Majesty.

Cromwell, Elizabeth and George bow. Cromwell and Henry exit stage right. Elizabeth and George return to the Presence Chamber to talk to Mary. Mary rushes to them, accompanied by a young girl of about thirteen, her daughter off King Henry, Catherine Carey.

Mary: Elizabeth, you look absolutely horrendous! What ever did his majesty demand of you?

Elizabeth: His Majesty has ordered that George remain here at court as befits a man of title. I can stay or go, whatever pleases me. Oh, Mary! What shall I do? George is not safe here.

Catherine: Forgive me, Lady Percy, but I will watch out for my little cousin. You can depend on me, I swear.

Elizabeth: Thank you, Catherine, that would be greatly appreciated; but I have decided I must remain at court in order to protect my little George. I shall detest every day spent in the monster’s court but it is a sacrifice I must make for my son.

Mary: Do not worry, Elizabeth. We shall all keep George safe. Now, why don’t you take George back to Hever and get your things, I will tell his Majesty where you have gone should he inquire.

Elizabeth: Yes, thank you. Come, my darling boy.

Elizabeth and George exit stage left. Mary remains to talk to Catherine.

Mary: Catherine, we must truly keep all eyes on little George. He is all that is left of my sweet brother and the hope of the Boleyn family. He is, after all, the Boleyn heir; he will one day inherit everything we have. We must keep him alive, no matter the costs. Do you understand me?

Catherine: Of course I do, Mother. Cousin George is a rather handsome boy. He will break the ladies’ hearts one day.

Mary: Yes he will, just as his father used to do. But we must prevent him from reaching the same end as his father.

Catherine: Yes, Mother. I must go; Lady Anne of Cleves is arriving today. I am part of her welcoming retinue.

Mary: So the rumors in the country are true then. His Majesty is marrying his fourth queen. Poor woman! I would not trade her places for all the coins in the kingdom.

Catherine: She was very pretty in her portrait that Master Holbein hath sent to his Majesty. I hope the portrait does not lie.

Mary: Aye, for we all know the King has a fear of ugly women. May God protect Lady Anne. Go, my daughter. I shall write you when your cousin is back at court.

Catherine: Goodbye, Mother.

Catherine exits stage right. Mary: Farewell, sweet Catherine.

END SCENE

Act Two

Scene One

1553

It has been 14 years since Elizabeth and George’s visit to court. George has lived at court since, and it has taken its effects on Elizabeth. She looks sunken and her hair is graying at the ends. King Henry has been dead for 6 years and his son Edward is the boy King. George is a precocious 17 year old who is the spitting image of his father. This scene takes place between George and his friend Henry Norris, whose father was also executed.

George: (carrying a tennis racquet) Bloody good game, Norris. Although I do believe I beat you soundly.

Norris: You wish, you old sodder! My swing is a right better lot than yours!

George: If it pleases you to tell yourself that, then by all means continue to do so.

Norris: I’ll wager my fortune on the next game, my lord Rochford.

George: Bet taken, my lord.

Norris: (Pauses) How does your mother fare?

George: Well, for as long as I can remember, my mother has never truly smiled. I do believe she has not quite accepted my father’s death. But it’s been 17 years and from what I can tell, she wasn’t even married to my father.

Norris: In truth, I do not believe my mother has recovered quite wholly either. I think it is because our fathers died together that our mothers are such fast friends.

George: I do believe so. But what I cannot figure out is how my mother allowed herself to have relations with a married man?

Norris: Perchance, she was simply lonely. Perhaps she wanted a child. That is enough to drive most women mad with grief.

George: Yes, but my mother is not one to lose her head of such desires such as wanting a child. No, I have to believe that she and my father truly loved each other. There is no other reasonable truth to my being.

Norris: Why do you not simply ask your mother? I am sure she will tell you enough to set your heart to rest.

George: The relations between my mother and George Boleyn would not be a conversation I should like to have. Besides, I do not think she would be comfortable in discussing that with me.

Norris: You aught to know what occurred between your parents, George. As of late, you know that your father was beheaded at King Henry’s command and that you were born soon after. My belief is that your father and your mother were truly in love and your mother has never fully allowed herself to continue living.

George: I believe as much but I am unsure of the love shared between them. I have been brought up believing that the Boleyns are an ambitious family and that they deserve no respect from me. All this and yet I am still named after my father, I still carry on the Boleyn name. That is what is bothering my conscious, good friend.

Norris: I think these questions would be best answered by your mother, George. Only she can know the true answers to set your mind at ease.

George: Yes, yes. Come, let us go see how the other gents fare in their games.

George and Henry Norris exit stage right.

Scene Two

Elizabeth is sitting in the Queen’s presence chamber, although there is no queen of England at present. Mary is also sitting there, as well as her daughter, Catherine Carey. All the ladies are sewing or reading. George Boleyn is announced and he crosses immediately to his mother.

Guard: Lord Rochford, my ladies.

George: Mother, Cousin Catherine, Aunt Mary. I am pleased to see you all looking well.

Mary: Ah, nephew, such a charmer, as was your father.

George: I thank you for the praise, aunt. Mother, may I ask a question of you?

Elizabeth: What is it, dear George?

George: Forgive me, Aunt Mary, Cousin Catherine, I mean no disloyalty in asking this question. Mother, I must know what truly happened between my father and yourself. It is haunting my conscience and I must have the truth.

Elizabeth: (Flustered and startled) Why is this thought plaguing your mind? Who has been talking against your father’s memory?

George: Pray no one, Mother. It is just that I have been conversing with Henry Norris and I can no longer accept the story you have been telling me all along. I need to know what kind of man George Boleyn truly was.

Mary: George, you must know that your father-

Elizabeth: (interrupts) My son, you must know that your father loved you wholly and completely. He wished for nothing more than to see you grow to manhood. It was with his dying breath that he uttered your name.

George: If he was as honorable as you portray him, then I can not help but wonder why he never married you, Mother? That would have been the honorable thing to do with you in your condition.

Elizabeth: George, you must understand that your father was in the Tower with his sister, Queen Anne when I learned I was to have a child. He had no understanding of your being and I had decided I would not place more guilt upon his shoulders by telling him.

George: Mother, you said he loved me more than life itself but how could he if my existence was an intrigue to him?

Mary: Two days before your father’s execution, I paid my brother a visit at the Tower. He was miserable, pining for your mother. I decided I would bring her to him since he could not go to her.

Elizabeth: Those were the last moments I spent with your dear father. He cried and held me when I told him that his son was to be born in late spring. We spent that last night together, talking of his plans for you, of how he wanted you to be raised as a Boleyn and of how much he desired to see you grow into manhood. George Boleyn, your father loved you very much. You are tarnishing his memory by questioning that love.

George: I meant no disrespect, my lady. I was simply inquiring and had to satisfy my curiosity.

Elizabeth: I understand your thoughts, but you must promise to never question your father again.

\George: I promise, Mother. (Pauses) It is time you find a husband; after all, my father has been dead these 17 years.

Elizabeth: That is a kind idea, George, but I swore to your father that because of the love he and I shared that I would never marry.

Mary: I think George would be honored to know that you found someone else to love, Elizabeth. He knew that you truly loved him; it would not be an insult to his memory if you married.

Elizabeth: Enough of this subject, you braggarts. I no longer wish to discuss marriage with my son, my niece, and my sister. Get you gone, George.

George: Cousin Catherine, would you like to take a stroll about the gardens with me?

Catherine: I would be honored, dear cousin.

George and Catherine exit to the garden. Mary and Elizabeth remain sewing as the scene ends.


Scene Three

Greenwich Palace Gardens

George and Catherine are walking arm in arm.

George: Cousin, I must beseech your knowledge of George Boleyn.

Catherine: Cousin, I cannot discuss my dead uncle with you.

George: Catherine, please. I must know of my father’s true being.

Catherine: You heard my aunt. She told you that your father was an honorable man.

George: Yes, yes I know what my mother said, but I need to know more. You were in the Tower with our Aunt Anne at her beheading, were you not?

Catherine: Indeed, I was, but alas, I was not bidden to leave Aunt Anne’s chamber. I know not what transpired betwixt my uncle and your mother.

George: Catherine, there is something you are keeping from me. I beg you as a cousin, tell me of my father.

Catherine: Pray cousin, all I will say is that my uncle George was indeed a true gentleman who loved his sisters very much and cared only for the advancement of his family. He was a kind uncle to my brother and I and was innocent of all charges brought against him.

George: Thank you cousin. I have felt lately that my very being was not honest. I am glad to know that my father did not commit incest, for that would make me deeply ashamed of my parentage.

Catherine: He did not, I swear to you. Now cousin, I am forced to inquire about your intentions toward marriage.

George: Ah, dear cousin. I have not yet thought of marriage. There is no lady here at court that catches my fancy and I will not marry simply for family gain as did my father. I will marry for love and trust; I will marry someone who wants only me, no one else.

Catherine: That is an honorable declaration, cousin but it is not practical. Surely there is someone who strikes your eye?

George: Indeed cousin, there is not. I assure you, should I ever have an inclination towards someone, I shall let you know. Now, if you do not mind, I will take my leave of you.

Catherine: Indeed not cousin, go I must return to my sewing.

Both bow and Catherine exits stage left. George remains in the garden.

George: I wonder if it is truly possible to love another so wholly that the thought of loving a different person is no longer considerable? I so desire to find that kind of love; but alas I fear I will be made to marry for advantage. I am, after all, a Boleyn and a Percy. Love means nothing to these greedy families. I will not be swayed into a loveless marriage. I shall not.

Henry Norris enters stage right, carrying a piece of parchment.

George: Norris, what the devil are you doing in the garden?

Norris: I have come from King Edward and he has planned a masque in a weeks hence for the arrival of the French ambassador. We are to play as the seven vices and rescue the women of admirable characters.

George: And which vice are you, my dear friend? Perhaps madness or lust?

Norris: You’re clever, my lord Rochford but I have been chosen to play Strength. You are to play Determination. You are to partner Lady Kindness.

George: And which lady is to play Kindness? Pray God, it is not my voluptuous cousin, Lady Mary Howard.

Norris: (laughs) Fear not, dear George. Your enchanting cousin is to play Perseverance; a rather appropriate vice, do not you think?

George: Aye, what is the King’s part?

Norris: His Majesty is to be Honesty, as was his father before him. Princess Elizabeth is to play Honor to my Strength.

George: Pray, remember she is a princess of England, too high for even your love.

Norris: Fear not, I would not let my heart be stolen by a princess nor queen. I shall remain a bachelor for all my living days.

George: You have not told me who was to play Lady Kindness.

Norris: In truth, I know not the name of your special lady. Let us go to the Master of the Revels to inquire after our costumes.

George: Aye, let us go.

Both men exit stage left.

Scene Three

Greenwich Palace

The Masque held by King Edward for the arrival of his Grace, the ambassador to his Majesty, King Henri II.

George and Henry Norris are in the banquet hall with others when the arrival of the ladies is marked by their entrance into the Tower to be guarded by the evil graces.

Edward (as Loyalty): Lady Jealousy, I and my fellow vices demand the release of these beautiful ladies that you keep so cruelly.

Jealousy: Sir Loyalty, no one shall break through our defenses.

Loyalty: Alas, Lady Scorn you leave us no choice. Attack!

The men rush forward into the castle. Norris heads to Lady Honor who is actually Princess Elizabeth while George heads for Lady Kindness. \

Norris: Lady Honor, you are my prisoner now! Come let us dance!

George: Lady Kindness, I would be most obliged if you would honor me with this dance.

Kindness: Lord Determination.

A dance ensues in which there are private conversations between partners.

George: Lady Kindness, I beg of you a name.

Kindness: My name, my lord?

George: That is all I desire of you, my lady.

The conversation is muffled and it switches to Norris and Princess Elizabeth.

Norris: Are you enjoying the masque, Lady Honor?

Elizabeth: Indeed, very much, my lord Strength. Tell me your true name.

Norris: As you command, Lady Honor.

Crier: And now all shall be unmasked!

Ladies and gentlemen step up and unmask the graces.

Norris: Do you know my true name now, your Grace?

Elizabeth: Indeed, Master Norris. Come, let us take a walk.

Elizabeth and Norris move to walk and George and Lady Kindness move into view.

George: Are you new at court, my lady? For I do not recognize you.

Kindness: Oui, my lord. I was brought here from France to serve his Majesty’s wife.

George: But fair maiden, there is no Queen of England at present.

Kindness: Oui, monsieur. But my father felt that I should live at the court for some time to grow accustomed to the English way.

George: Your father seems an intelligent man, mademoiselle. Pray, tell me your name, I beg of you.

Jane: Je m’appelle Jane Rousell, monsieur.

George: Welcome, Lady Rousell, to England. Would it please you to walk with me in the garden?

Jane: It would please me greatly, my lord Rochford.

They move outside as scene ends

Scene Four

The Garden

The path is well lit and there are other couples out for a stroll.

George: Tell me of your family, Lady Rousell. Tell me of your life in France. I desire to all you will tell me. I long to know your true heart.

Jane: Monsieur, I was born in Calais to Lord and Lady Rousell. They had been blessed with five sons before my birth, but my mother truly desired a daughter. My parents faithfully loved each other and I long for the same kind of love. I was honored when my father secured a place for me in England.

George: I wish my parents had been allowed to love one another as yours did.

Jane: Monsieur?

George: My father was beheaded for committing incest with Queen Anne Boleyn. But I assure you he was innocent of all charges brought against him.

Jane: I’m so sorry, my lord. I cannot imagine life without my father and my mother.

George: I did not know my father, so I could not have missed him.

A page rushes up to the couple and whispers into George’s ear.

George: Forgive me, Lady Rousell but his Majesty is requesting my presence. I shall write to you presently. Until we meet again I shall dream of your beauty.

George bows and exits


Scene Five

Elizabeth, Mary, Catherine and Jane Rousell and other ladies are sewing or reading when the King and his gentlemen are announced.

Crier: Make way for his Majesty, King Edward.

The gentlemen are off to one side discussing the upcoming hunt; Jane notices George and inquires after his identity.

Jane: Mademoiselle Carey, who is that gentleman standing next to the King?

Catherine: Before I can reveal that gentleman’s identity, I must know of your intent.

Jane: We met at the masque for the French ambassador and walked through garden together. But alas, I was not able to grasp his name.

Catherine: I see, well that is my cousin, Lord Rochford, George Boleyn.

Jane: He’s your cousin? Oh pardon moi; I did not realize you were of relation to one another.

Catherine: Yes my mother and his father were the children of Sir Thomas Boleyn along with the deceased Queen Anne.

Jane: I am sorry for your family’s troubles. But what of Lord Rochford’s mother?

Catherine: (Points at Elizabeth across the room) The Lady Elizabeth Percy. Her brother was Queen Anne’s betrothed and she fell in love with George Boleyn, my uncle. He was beheaded with Queen Anne and Lady Percy lives at court only to protect her son.

Jane: Forgive me, Lady Carey but I must return to my chambers.

Catherine: Farewell, Lady Rousell.

Lady Rousell leaves the room and George wanders over to Catherine

George: Were you just talking with Lady Rousell, cousin?

Catherine: Indeed, cousin. She inquired after your family and your loyalties. Why did you not tell me of your meeting with her?

George: I have had little time to know her myself, cousin. What did you tell her about my character?

Catherine: I told her of your relation to me and of your father’s demise that is all.

George: She made no mention of wanting to see me again did she?

Catherine: No cousin, I am sorry.

George: You must excuse me, cousin. I must beg an audience with Lady Rousell.

Catherine: Of course, my little cousin is lovesick at last.

George: You jest cousin for I simply enjoy the lady’s company.

Catherine: If it pleases you to deny such feelings then by God continue to do so.

George leaves the room and heads to his chambers to write a letter to Lady Rousell.

END SCENE


Scene Six

Lady Rousell’s chambers

Page: I come bearing a letter for Lady Rousell from Lord Rochford.

Jane: Thank you, good sir.

Jane opens the letter and reads aloud.

Jane: My dearest Lady Rousell, I am smoldering with thoughts of your eyes, your lips and your hair. I dream of you every moment spent awake and it pains me to be without your company. Please end my suffering by receiving me in your chambers by the hour of seven this evening. Do not deny me this pleasure, my love. Send me word of your acceptance as quickly as possible. Your humble servant, George Boleyn (Pauses) Fetch me pen and ink, quickly!

Servant: Yes, my lady.

Hands her pen and ink Jane reads her response aloud

Jane: My dear Lord Rochford, I was most grateful to receive such praise despite its untruth. In truth, I dream of your being with every breath in my body. I do so wish to receive you this evening despite its impropriety but our meeting must be brief for I fear exposure. Come to me my love and I shall be waiting patiently. Your loyal servant, Jane Please see that this letter is received by Lord Rochford as quickly as possible.

Page: Yes, my lady.

Scene Seven

Lady Jane Rousell’s chambers.

She is sitting alone, reading when there is a knock on the door

Page: Lord Rochford, my lady.

Jane: Lord Rochford. (Bows)

George: Lady Rousell (Bows) It pleases me greatly to be in your presence once again. I have longed for this time since the sun showed his face. I hear you had conversations with my cousin, Lady Carey.

Jane: Oui, monsieur. I wished to know your name and had no knowledge of your relation to her. I found her quite pleasant.

George: I am glad, my lady. (Pauses) Your lips are too tempting; I fear I can no longer control myself in your presence. Forgive me I must go.

Jane: Wait! I demand a kiss of gratitude for I can no longer live without it.

George: One kiss, my lady.

They kiss innocently before George pulls away and flees the room.

Jane: I must visit my father. I must beg his advice on this matter. (Exits stage left)


Scene Eight

Lord Henri Rousell is sitting at his desk when Jane is announced.

Crier: Mademoiselle Rousell, to see you, my lord.

Henri: Thank you. Come in ma fille.

Jane: (Bows) God save you, papa.

Henri: Why have you requested an audience with me, Jane?

Jane: Something is bothering my conscience, papa. I met a man and he has stirred things in my inner being that I did not know existed.

Henri: Who is this man you speak of?

Jane: Lord Rochford, papa.

Henri: George Boleyn?

Jane: Yes, papa.

Henri: You should banish him from your thoughts right now, Jane. He is ill company for a lady of your breeding.

Jane: Where does this anger hail from, papa? I have not heard you speak ill of anyone and you are not even among Lord Rochford’s acquaintance.

Henri: Ma Cherie, he is of ill family and breeding. You must distance yourself from his company.

Jane: But papa, he makes me feel different! I like the way I feel in his presence.

Henri: Enough Jane! I will hear no more on this subject! You are forbidden from being alone with Lord Rochford. Now leave me!

Jane: Papa! You cannot do this. You do not even know Lord Rochford!

Henri: I know of his family, Jane and that is enough for me! Now leave me!

Jane: Yes, Papa. (Bows)


Scene Nine

Jane’s chambers.

She is sitting alone, reading.

Crier: Lord Rochford, my lady.

George: My lady. (Bows)

Jane: Lord Rochford. (Bows) Forgive me, but you cannot be here, my lord. Mon pere has forbidden me to be alone in your presence.

George: Why does he think he think such things? I have not yet met your father.

Jane: I know not, my lord. He feels that your family’s past forbids a friendship between us.

George: (Getting angry) That is ridiculous! I am not my father! I will never become my father and it would mean the world to me to win your admiration despite my name.

Jane: It would please me greatly to give you such admiration but alas my family prevents me from further enjoying your company.

(Starts crying)

Please, leave me now Lord Rochford.

George: Please, Jane. Do not do this now! At least say my name, just once.

Jane: It pains me greatly, dear George to know that these shall be our last moments alone.

George: Do not say that! I love you, Lady Jane Rousell of Calais and I will die trying to convince your father of my esteem. Fear not! I shall win your father over, my love. I shall!

Jane: God speed, my dear George! Farewell!

Jane is crying openly as George rushes to her; kisses her and leaves the room.

Tis a truly unbearable predicament I find myself in. Why must I love him? Why may I not love a gentleman of high esteem?

Jane exits stage right.

Scene Ten

A Chapel

George: GAAAAHH!!! God above! Why was George Boleyn such an incestuous bastard? Why must I bear his name and pay for his sins? His actions follow my every move and I am never safe. Curse George Boleyn!!!!! (Begins to weep)

(Enter Archbishop Cranmer)

Cranmer: Lord Rochford-

George: Do not call me by that title! I am simply George. Nothing else.

Cranmer: Master George, why do you rail against your father this way? He was a good man who loved you more than his own life.

George: You are too kind, Your Eminence. George Boleyn was a sick man who overstepped the bounds of propriety and had his way with my sweet mother.

Cranmer: My lord-

George: Pray, say no more for nothing shall convince me otherwise. George Boleyn is and shall forever be nothing more to me than the undeserving wretch who got my mother with child. He shall never be my father!

Cranmer: Shame on you, George Boleyn. You disgrace you sainted mother as well as your honorable father with such slanderous talk.

George: Forgive my impertinence, Your Eminence but what do you know of my mother and Lord Rochford?

Cranmer: Ungrateful boy, I was confessor to the Boleyn family for nigh on fifteen years. It was I who heard your Aunt Anne’s confession as well as your father’s in the Tower.

George: I was not made aware of that, Your Eminence. Forgive me if I have offended you, but I still feel all that I mentioned before. You’ve no idea what my- Lord Rochford’s situation and demise did to my mother. She has never recovered, although for all the life within me, I can not see why she loved that man.

Cranmer: Hush! That is quite enough. I’ll no longer hear you denounce your father with such traitorous tongue. But hear this, with all my honesty as a man of God, I swear to you that your father, George Boleyn, Lord Rochford, was an honorable man who cared for nothing more than you and your mother. Now if you wish to remain unaware of your father’s true character, then I shall leave you. (Cranmer gets up and slowly begins to exit)

George: (To himself) Perhaps I am wrong. (Aloud) Wait, your Eminence. If you are willing to tell me, I would like very much to hear tale of Lord Rochford as you knew him.

Cranmer: (Smiles) I was so hoping you’d say that. King Henry loved your Aunt Anne with such passion that I had never seen before. Alas, she did not give him the son he so dearly desired and for that she had to pay. Your father, as well as your grandfather, had done everything in their power to push Anne into the King’s bed.

George: Forgive me, Eminence, but why?

Cranmer: For if Anne had given the King a son, then their blood would be King and they would become untouchable, safe in the King’s good graces for all eternity.

George: Why was Lord Rochford executed but Thomas Boleyn was simply banished from court? Was he not as guilty as Lord Rochford?

Cranmer: Ah, I know not. At the time, King Henry was convinced that he had been bewitched by the Boleyns and that drove him mad. Someone had poisoned his ears with the lie that Anne was unfaithful and that she turned to her brother in a desperate attempt to become with child. I assure you, that rumor was completely fabricated in order to get rid of Anne.

George: Poor Aunt Anne! How she must have suffered.

Cranmer: Aye, it grieved me to see her so falsely accused. Your father asked for me in the Tower. He told me of his beloved, your mother, and of her condition. He bade me to watch out for you both and also gave me a large sum of money to give to your mother. George: He left money for my mother and I? It cannot be possible.

Cranmer: Aye, it is. He also left something else for you. (Pulls a ring and a letter out of his robe) It was his last wish that you receive this ring upon reaching your majority.

George: Pray, give me a moment alone, Your Eminence.

Cranmer: Of course, my lord.

George: This is indeed a strange turn of events. (Opens letter; reads aloud)

My beloved son, If you are reading this, then you know that I am no longer living. It was my dearest wish to see you grow to manhood. When your sainted mother revealed to me her condition, I was overjoyed. To have a son is the greatest gift of all. My son, I must implore you to forgive me. I loved your mother more than my own soul but I never dreamed that my life would be taken from me so suddenly. I have left all of my funds to your mother and Hever Castle, the Boleyn family home, is to be yours upon your marriage. The ring, which I pray has found you, has been among the Boleyn family possessions for centuries. Take heed with whom you give your heart for love is the most precious of gifts. Be not afraid of your blood, my son. You have the blood of the most powerful families in England running through your veins. You are a Howard, a Boleyn, and a Percy but most of all, you are my son. My son. Be strong, and never forget who you are. Your Father (Remains sitting; holding the ring in his hands)

(Elizabeth Percy enters)

Elizabeth: George? Are you unwell? (Rushes to him)

George: I have just received a letter from Archbishop Cranmer, written by Lord Rochford on May 16, 1536.

Elizabeth: You’ve a letter from your father? However, did Archbishop Cranmer come by it?

George: His Eminence was the priest who heard my father’s last confession. It was then that he was given this letter and this ring, which he was to bestow upon me once I reached my majority. My father (Pauses) has left me Hever Castle, which I may inhabit once I have married.

Elizabeth: Oh, my son. I have long prayed that he hadn’t forgotten his promise.

George: (Gets down on his knees at Elizabeth’s feet) My sainted mother, I beg your forgiveness for I have long questioned your love for my father. I can tell you now that George Boleyn was an honorable man who loved you and I until his last breath was drawn. His letter has given me the faith to accept my lineage and defend the Boleyns. God save you, mother and may my father rest in peace for all eternity.

Elizabeth: (Begins to weep) My darling boy, you have given me great joy with your declaration. Come let us go and find your Aunt Mary. She will be glad to hear your words.

(They exit)


Scene Eleven

The Presence Chamber at Greenwich Palace.

All of the courtiers are scattered around in groups, whispering, and reading.

The Duke of Northumberland enters; a somber look on his face.

Crier:

His Grace, the Duke of Northumberland.

Norris:

Your Grace, what news have you of the King’s condition?

Northumberland:

Good people, it is my unfortunate duty to bring news of the King’s death. His most royal Majesty King Edward VI has been called to the higher kingdom.

Norris:

Someone must be immediately sent to the Princess Mary. God save Queen Mary!

Northumberland:

Hold your tongue, Master Norris! The late King has altered the succession. He has made the Lady Jane Grey of Suffolk his heir. God save Queen Jane!

Norris:

What is this madness? Princess Mary is the late King Henry’s eldest daughter and therefore Queen. God save Queen Mary!

George:

Henry, my dear friend hold your tongue before you land in the Tower with no head!

Norris:

What are you saying, George? That you are willing to accept this impostor? You should know what happens to usurpers!

Northumberland:

Enough, Master Norris! Guards, take this traitor to the Tower!

Norris is drug out of the room; George tries to stop the guards but he is stopped by Jane Rousell.

Jane:

No, Lord Rochford. You must allow Henry to defend himself. (Whispers) I could not bear to see you taken to the Tower.

George:

I would not dream of making you unhappy, my lady. Forgive me. (Aloud) Long live Queen Jane!

All:

Long live Queen Jane!

Northumberland:

Lord Rochford, Queen Jane requires your assistance in planning her coronation. You are to rally her supporters in Norfolk.

George:

Yes, my lord duke. I shall leave at once. Excuse me.

Jane:

(Whispers)

George, when shall I see you again?

George:

(Whispers)

I know not, Jane but do not fret, I shall write to you everyday praising your beauty and wit.

Jane:

(Whispers)

I shall wait longingly for your letters, my love.

(Aloud)

Godspeed, Lord Rochford. May you rally many in support of her most royal majesty, Queen Jane.

All:

Long live Queen Jane!

(George exits with a lingering gaze at Jane)


END SCENE

Act Three

Scene One

1553

Mary Tudor is now queen; her supporters having defeated those of Queen Jane. This scene is set at her court on the day of her coronation. All the courtiers have gathered to declare their allegiance.

Mary: Ah, Master Norris. It is good to see you out of the Tower.

Norris: Your Majesty. If I may say so, it is a pleasure to see you at last proclaimed our most sovereign lady.

Mary: You flatter, Master Norris. Due to the great loyalty you showed to the crown, we have decided to make you Master of the Treasury and a Privy Councilor. Does this please you?

Norris: Greatly, my lady. God save Queen Mary!

All: God save Queen Mary!


Mary: Where is Lady Rousell?

Jane: Here, my lady. (Bows)

Mary: I have received a letter on your behalf from your father. It seems that he desires a place for you in my court.

Jane: Yes, my lady.

Mary: Are you a good, honest Catholic, do you attend Mass regularly, Lady Rousell?

Jane: Of course, your majesty. I was raised in the true and honest faith lead by the Holy Father.

Mary: Very good, mistress. You shall be one of my ladies in waiting. You are to bed with Lady Mary Howard.

Jane: Thank you, your Majesty.

Mary: And where is Lord Rochford? I desire his presence now.

Cavill: Your Grace, Lord Rochford is at his home in Hever.

Mary: You must send him a letter demanding his presence at court, Master Cavill.

Cavill: I fear that he will fane illness your Majesty. He does not wish to serve you.

Mary: What? He does not wish to serve his queen. Why ever not?

Cavill: He is a Boleyn, your Majesty. He is the nephew of the concubine that killed your mother.

Mary: Ah, he is of relation to that harlot, Anne Boleyn. Well, if that is the game he desires to play, then I shall play also.

Cavill: What do you intend to do, your Grace?

Mary: I shall write him myself and if he be so bold as to refuse my summons then to the Tower he shall go. Fetch some paper, Master Cavill.

Cavill: Yes, majesty.

Mary: Take this down, Master Cavill. (Pauses) My dear Lord Rochford, It has come to my attention that you refuse to serve your Queen. I command you to come to court within the week. Do not defy me in this matter, sir for you will find that I too have a king’s temper. Your sovereign, Mary Regina.

Cavill: I shall dispatch this to Hever immediately, your Majesty.

Mary: Very good, Master Cavill. Come ladies let us to prayer.

Mary and her ladies exit stage left. Everyone else exits stage right except for Jane Rousell and Henry Norris.

Jane: May I have a word with you, Master Norris?

Norris: Of course, Lady Rousell. What is your will?

Jane: What will happen to George if he is taken to the Tower? Pardon moi, I was unsure of who I could ask about Lord Rochford.

Norris: You were right to come to me, mistress. Why the curiosity about Lord Rochford’s welfare? Are you and he more than just acquaintances?

Jane: (Blushes) Oui, monsieur. We are in love but Mon pere is against such a match and I am forbidden from Lord Rochford’s company. I am finding it unbearable but it is something I must do.

Norris: That is wondrous news, mistress. I am glad my dear friend George has finally found someone worthy of his love. How can I be of service to you?

Jane: Could you give George a letter from me? I must know of his health and well-being. It pains me to be so far from him but I must obey Mon pere and serve the queen.

Norris: I would be glad to assist you, Lady Rousell. I will assure George of your love and will bring you any news of him I receive. Give me your letter and I shall depart with haste to Hever.

Jane: I can not thank you enough, Master Norris. I am forever in your debt. Au Revoir!

Scene ends

Scene Two

Hever Castle

George is sitting a tree when Henry Norris rides up on a sweating horse. He jumps off and runs towards him.

George: Henry, my friend what is your haste?

Norris: Quickly, my friend, you must away. The queen’s men are on their way to take you to the Tower if you refuse to serve her Majesty.

George: I will not run from the truth, my friend. I shall go to the Tower if that be price I must pay for my beliefs.

Norris: A very noble thing to say, George but have you considered how this will affect Lady Rousell?

George: Jane? How do you know of her? Has anything happened to her?

Norris: Fear not, she is well and serving the queen. She came to me desiring my help in communicating with you.

George: Have you a letter for me? It has been truly unbearable not being in her presence.

Norris: Yes, yes here is your letter, you lovesick puppy. Hurry for if there is to be a reply I must have it within the hour.

George: Aye, give me leave so I may read in solitude. My cook shall feed you and Davis will prepare a room for you.

Norris: Aye, good friend. I will leave you pining for your love.

Norris exits stage right.

George: (Reads Aloud) My dearest Lord Rochford, The days seem lengthened by your absence from my presence. I hope you are in good health and will return to court presently. I know that you will not serve Queen Mary because of your beliefs but do so for me and the love you bear me. I fear for your well-being if you were to be taken to the Tower. Please return to court as the queen commands, please love. It is my dearest wish to see your handsome face within the week. Yours forever, Jane (Sighs) Ah, my sweet Jane if only these matters could be settled so easily. You forget the enmity between the queen and the Boleyn family. The queen is not inclined to forgive me for my families past actions against her.

He is interrupted by a group of the queen’s guards. They have come to take him to the Tower. Norris hears the commotion and rushes in.

Guard: Lord Rochford, you are to be taken to the Tower by order of her majesty, Queen Mary. You have refused to serve her and are deemed a traitor in the eyes of England.

Norris: What is this nonsense? He is no traitor, my lords.

George: Hush, good friend. All they say is true; I would rather rot in the Tower than betray my family’s honor by serving her Majesty. Please send my love to Jane and bid her not to worry for I shall be fine. Please do this last act for me, my friend.

Norris: Of course I will, George. Why will you not relent in this matter? Just serve her Majesty and keep your head on your shoulders.

George: Henry, you know what my aunt did to the Queen. Do you honestly believe that she bears no ill will towards me? I must remain true to my family even if it means losing my head. Remain true to your promise, my friend and keep Jane safe. I am ready, my lords.

George and the guards exit and Norris cries out.

Norris: God save you, George Boleyn! We shall meet again, I know it!

Scene ends

Scene Three

Queen Mary’s court

George has just been taken to the Tower and Norris is returning to tell Jane when the Queen and her councilors interrupt.

Jane: Master Norris, did you give George my letter? What has he to say? Will he serve the Queen?

Norris: Be still, madam. I gave George your letter and he read it most lovingly and held as if it were a thousand pounds. But alas, I have unfortunate news as well, George-

He is interrupted by the entrance of the Queen and her councilors.

All: Your Majesty Mary: Master Cavill, has George Boleyn decided to serve me?

Cavill: No, majesty but he was taken to the Tower this very day and is condemned as a traitor to the crown.

Jane: (Gasps aloud)

Mary: Yes, Lady Rousell? Have you something to say?

Jane: No, your Majesty. It was simply just a trifle.

Mary: Yes, yes. Well I have foreign matters to attend to. Come, Master Cavill.

Cavill: Yes, Majesty.

Mary & Cavill exit.

Jane rushes back to Norris

Jane: It is true? Has George truly been taken to the Tower? Oh, I pray it is not so.

Norris: Hush, Lady Rousell. It is true; every word the queen has spoken. Your dear love has decided to remain stubborn; insisting that he is defending his family’s honor but he is truly pompous for Queen Mary has a temper as foul as her father’s.

Jane: What will happen to George?

Norris: If he is not careful, he will lose his head else he will remain in the Tower till the end of Queen Mary’s reign.

Jane: Oh, my poor George! Will I be able to see him?

Norris: I know not. It is the Queen’s decision but you are in her favor at present so I can not find a reason why she would not allow it but you must not tell her of your feelings for George for she is a lonely, bitter woman.

Jane: Merci, Master Norris. I am most grateful for all the help you have given me of late. Merci. I must go; it is time for Mass.

Norris: Farewell, Lady Rousell.

Both exit

Scene Four

Elizabeth Percy’s bedchamber


(Elizabeth is lying in the bed; her face ashen and pale. Mary Boleyn and Catherine Carey are at her side.)

Elizabeth: Mary, I fear my time has come.

Mary: Hush, Elizabeth. Do not speak of such things.

Elizabeth: No, I have nothing left to keep me alive. My son has been taken to the Tower, as was his father before him, and I shall never see him again.

Mary: He will be released. Queen Mary cannot live forever and besides, there are matters of greater importance upon her mind than George’s refusal to serve her.

Elizabeth: Mary, I am ever grateful to you for all the things you have done, for me and George. After losing my only love, I did not know where to turn. You have been most kind and I thank you.

Mary: Elizabeth, you are family. But please, do not speak of-

Elizabeth: (Interrupts her) I am dying, Mary. I know it. Please tell my son that I loved him more than anything and that my death was not his fault. Will you do this for me, dear friend?

Mary: Aye, Elizabeth. I shall do it. (Starts crying) God save you, dear lady.

(Elizabeth dies)

Mary: Catherine, run and fetch the priest, as well as Master Norris. Your cousin must be informed of his mother’s death. Make haste!

(Catherine exits)

Scene Five

The Tower of London

George’s cell.

Guard: You have a visitor, Lord Rochford.

(Henry Norris enters)

George: Henry, my dear old friend! What news have you of Jane?

Norris: I am obliged to bid you all the love God has given her, for she gives it to you most willingly.

George: Bade mine to her when next you meet with her. Which pains me to say to you for I wish it was I who was meeting with her.

Norris: Alas, dear friend, I bring ill tidings as well.

George: Yes, yes what is it?

Norris: The news of your mother’s death. I’m very sorry, my friend.

George: My mother is dead. What was the cause of her abrupt departure from this Earth?

Norris: Grief. She died with the fear that you would not leave this cell. The last time someone important to her was forced into this dank and rancid room; he never left.

George: My mother! My poor mother who thought of little else save my well-being has been murdered by the Queen! I pray to God that the Queen is struck down this very day to pay for the death of my doting mother!

Norris: Hold your tongue, Lord Rochford! It is treason to speak of such things and I will not hear you slander the Queen’s good name with such talk.

George: What is this? Have you abandoned our friendship in favor of the Queen’s love? Our fathers were murdered by her father or have you forgotten?

Norris: Enough, George! I do not wish to fight with you. You are among my oldest and dearest friends and I would not want our political views to disrupt that.

George: Aye, you are right. I just can not comprehend my mother’s death. If only I had served her Majesty and kept my personal thoughts to myself, my mother would not have had to worry herself to death.

Norris: Stop, George. You know, your mother was so proud that you defended your father’s honor. She would not have wanted you to submit yourself to act against your beliefs.

George: Aye.

Guard enters announcing Jane Rousell

Guard: Lady Rousell, my lord.

George: Jane? Why are you here?

Jane: I have come to see you, my lord.

George: Henry, my friend would you give Lady Rousell and I a few moments alone?

Norris: Of course, Lady Rousell. (Bows) Norris leaves.

George: My dear Jane. I have longed for your company.

Jane: And I yours, my lord. Are you well?

George: Aye, but I am better when I am in your presence.

Jane: I have come to tell you that the Queen is gravely ill and not expected to live past the month. Then your cousin, the Princess Elizabeth will be queen.

George: Hush, Jane. You should not speak of such things, tis treason.

Jane: As you wish, my lord. I have also come to tell you that I will wait for you. When you are released I will marry you if you still desire me. I care not for my father’s wishes in this matter. I want only you.

George: And I you. I will marry you when I am released and we will enjoy every moment of our lives spent together. I will prove myself to your father. Take this ring and wear it until the day you become Lady Rochford. Promise?

Jane: I promise, love. I must go now. I must attend her Majesty.

George: Farewell, my love. I shall look ahead to the many days we shall spend together. Do not take that ring off if you bear any love for me.

Jane: I shall not, adieu sweet love.

Jane leaves.

.Scene Five

1558 Mary I is dead and Elizabeth is now Queen.

George is back at court.

George: Long live her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth!

All: Long live Queen Elizabeth!

Elizabeth: Thank you, good people. Where is my cousin, Lord Rochford?

George: At your service, your Grace.

Elizabeth: Ah, always the charmer cousin. I have decided to make you Duke of Somerset for never was there a more true and loyal subject.

George: Your Grace, I am deeply honored and I thank you.

Elizabeth: Yes, yes well such loyalty demands a just reward.

George: Your Grace, may I beg a private audience with you?

Elizabeth: Of course, cousin. Please leave us for a moment.

Everyone leaves.

Elizabeth: Well, cousin what have you to say? George: The question of my marriage, your Grace.

Elizabeth: What of it?

George: I wish to marry Lady Jane Rousell but her father will not allow such a match because of our family’s past. I love Lady Jane with every ounce of my being and I will not marry anyone but her.

Elizabeth: Ah, I see. Well, I too know what it is like to be looked down upon because of the actions of our family. You shall marry Lady Rousell, cousin. I can see that you truly love her.

George: Thank you, your Grace. Excuse me, I must tell Lady Jane of this most joyous of events.

Elizabeth: You shall be married within the month, cousin. I pray you two will remain as happy as you are today.

George: Thank you, your Grace.

George Exits

Scene Six T

he Gardens at Hampton Court

George and Jane are walking along the river.

George: I have something of great importance to tell you, Lady Rousell.

Jane: Yes, my lord Rochford? What is it?

George: The Queen has granted us the permission to marry at the month’s end.

Jane: Pray, what of my father’s refusal?

George: The Queen has promised me that she will speak to your father and tell him of my good moral character. She will convince him of the love we bear each other and if that does not work, she will simply command him to allow our marriage to take place.

Jane: Oh, love that is the most joyous of tidings. I have been longing to show affection to you outside the confines of our secrecy.

George: And I as well, my love. You are to become Lady Somerset and my wife and that is the most pleasing of news I have received in quite a long time.

Jane: And what of your family? Will they accept this match willingly or be forced as my father is to be?

George: I care not for the wishes of my family. You are to become my family and that pleases me. In truth, (Sarcastically) I think the Boleyns will be happy to see their heir wed at last. It is my duty to produce the next heir to the great and noble Boleyn family.

Jane: Do you think that we will have a happy life together, or are we simply relying on each other to secure false happiness, monsieur?

George: (Stops walking and turns to face her) Jane Rousell, I want you. You stir in me things that no other women have or will. You alone understand the importance of protecting family honor. I would lay down my life for you and I would kill any man who dared look towards you. I would rot in hell if you became the wife of any other than me. I will protect, love and honor you for all the days of my life.

Jane: (Pulls his face close to hers and whispers) You are the heart of my being and I would enter a nunnery before I submitted myself to any other than you. I would rather die than watch a different lady become your wife. I will honor and love you and give you the heir so desired by your family. Do not love any other than me, Mon amour.

George: Dearest lady, I could not love another half as much as I love you. Together we shall live a glorious life and if it pleases God to bless us with children then so be it. I would rather live a contented life with you by my side than to have an heir with no mother.

Jane: And you must promise me that you will stay in the good graces of her Majesty for she has given us the most precious of gifts and we had best appreciate it.

George: Aye, love so we shall. Now, do you want me to tell your father of our engagement or shall we do it together?

Jane: I think it would be best if we told Mon pere together, my lord. I think he will see how we love each other from the look in our eyes.

George: Very well, let us tell him right now.

Scene ends

Scene Seven

Henri Rousell’s chambers

Monsieur Rousell is sitting at his desk reading his paper.

Page: Lord Rochford and Lady Rousell to see you, monsieur.

Henri: I will not see Lord Rochford but you may allow my daughter to come in.

(Page exits and returns)

Page: They said that they will come in together or not at all, monsieur. Lady Rousell says that they something of great importance to discuss with your lordship.

Henri: Then let them in but only for a moment.

(Page exits and returns with George and Jane)

George: Monsieur Rousell. (Bows)

Henri: Lord Rochford (Bows)

Jane: Mon pere. (Bows)

Henri: Why have you come? Jane, I thought I had forbidden your friendship with Lord Rochford.

Jane: Papa, there is something I must speak with you about.

Henri: I do not wish to hear it, ma fleur. Come away from his lordship.

George: Monsieur, I understand that you do not think highly of my family, but they did nothing that any ambitious family has not done in order to win a king’s favor. My father was innocent of all the charges brought against him.

Henri: He committed adultery by bedding an innocent maid, and then left her rien. He was a pathetic excuse of un homme. I do not want ma fille marrying le fil d’un cochon!

Jane: Papa!

George: Monsieur, you know nothing of which you speak! My father was an honorable man who loved my mother and I with all of his being. I am honored to be his son and bear his name.

Jane: Papa, please listen to him. Je s’adore. I love him.

Henri: Ma Cherie, love is not enough in this world and you are young; you do not know the ways of young men as I do. I am simply trying to protect ma fille.

George: Monsieur Rousell, I assure you I would rather lose my life than hurt your daughter. She means everything to me and without her I am lost.

Jane: Papa, we have not come here today to ask for your consent, simply for your blessing.

Henri: Pour quoi? You would deny your father for this, this ingrate?

George: I am worthy of your daughter and it is with Her Majesty’s permission that we will wed. After all, her Grace is my dear cousin and thus fully aware of my nature. She has sanctioned our union and it is with her blessing that we leave you, sir. Come, Jane.

Henri: Jane! If you so much as move towards him then you will no longer be part of my family.

Jane: I love him, Papa. He will be my family now. It is my dearest wish that you will come to accept him as my husband. Au Revoir, papa. I will miss you fiercely.

Henri: Jane!

The couple leaves with Henri moaning for his daughter.

Jane: (Starts crying, inconsolably)

George: Love, oh my poor love. I am sorry. I had dearly hoped that your father would willingly accept our marriage.

Jane: Why does Mon pere have to remain so stubborn? He always said that he wished for my happiness and now that I have found it; he is unwilling to accept it.

George: It is hard for a man to let go of his only daughter, my love. Perhaps he rather likes me but is afraid of losing you.

Jane: He shall never lose me, George! Je suis sa fille. I am his daughter and no man can change that.

George: Ah, but your feelings will change after we marry. For you will wish to spend all of your time with me and that is what he fears most. My family is simply a façade to cover your father’s grief in losing you.

Jane: I suppose you are right, my lord. I simply wish that Mon pere would talk to me about this difficulty so that you and I can begin our married life together with his blessing for he is the most important person in my life.

George: Oh, Jane darling. You have wounded my pride for I had thought that I held that position in your heart, my dear lady.

Jane: Bandage your heart, my lord for that is an entirely different feeling that you hold in my heart. Come, I must find the Queen and thank her for the most welcome opportunity she has given us.

George: Aye, my lady. The Queen, my dear cousin, is indeed a generous woman. I fear she is suffering from lack of adoration from our family.

Jane: Tis a sad beginning she has had, our Queen but now she has the world at her feet and our undying loyalty and appreciation.

George: Aye, let us go and humbly thank her Majesty.

Jane and George Exit stage right holding hands.

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