When I lived, I was Lady Anne Boleyn, a commoner's daughter who became Queen of England. I was the second wife of the infamous Henry the Eighth, the King who defied the Catholic Church, and married six wives, all in the name of a son to follow him. Unfortunately, I did not produce the desired-for Prince, and died in disgrace, executed at the Tower of London on an early May day. I was never a whore, or a witch. My only crime was falling in love with and marrying a selfish King.
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