The Lady Rochford Saga Part 2: Tourmens de Mariage by Marchant Danielle

Author:Marchant, Danielle [Marchant, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Danielle Marchant
Published: 2015-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

As the months went on, however, I became increasingly preoccupied by why I had still not conceived. I found myself praying alongside the Queen, almost as fervently as her early in the morning, asking why do I not have a son? Was it the food? The drink? Were my clothes too tight? Was I being punished by God?

“Lady Boleyn, I am going to send my Doctor to you,” the Queen said one morning. “It is important that you give George a son. You are his wife – that is your duty.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” I replied. Although, the thought of seeing this specialist did frighten me. The thought of being subjected to blood-letting, or some strange diet.

I timidly walked into the Doctor’s chambers the next day. Doctor Wilding was a thin man in his sixties with a long, white beard, dressed in black with a high hat. He looked like a wizard. “Come in, Lady Boleyn,” he said warmly. “Take a seat.”

I sat on the other side of his great oak desk which filled most of the room. The room was quite small, had linenfold panelling and had direct access to the Queen’s bedroom. “Are you well, Lady Boleyn?” He asked.

“No,” I replied. “I am having problems conceiving.”

He sat back in his chair and rolled his eyes. Being the Queen’s Doctor, how many times had he dealt with this kind of problem. He had a tired look on his face as if to say “Oh not you as well! How am I supposed to know?”

“Do you eat excessively?” He then asked.

“No, not really,” I replied.

“Do you drink too much?”

“No, I don’t,” I replied.

“Well, that is a good start,” He replied. “Too much eating and drinking needs to be avoided as that can decrease your chances of becoming with child.” He got up and then started walking around the small room, pondering. “Hmm, do you pray much?”

“Every day with Her Majesty,” I replied.

“Confession?”

“Yes, that as well.”

“Hmmm, sometimes this may not be enough. The body can sometimes retain some sin which stays in the blood.” I knew instantly where this was leading and dreaded to hear the words. “If you have sin flowing in your veins it helps to prevent a new life from growing inside you. We need to get rid of some of that bad blood.” He then went to a small alcove covered by a curtain, brought out a small jar and came over to me to show its contents. I flinched at the sight of it – it was packed with leeches. “Don’t be afraid, Lady Boleyn!” He then said. “They are for your own good! They will help you get rid of some of the bad blood.” He insisted. “I’d advise you to undertake a course of blood-letting. We will start the first session today. I will call a maid to help you undress.”

I lied face down naked on a table with only a big towel covering most of me except for my arms and legs. The

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