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Summary- A one-shot about Mary and her relationships.
Pairings- Henry/Mary, implied William Carey/Mary, William Stafford/Mary.
A/N- I like writing Mary, ironically, because she wasn't one of my favourite characters. Anyway, this just randomly popped into my head.
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They're eyes met across a crowded dance floor. He was king; she was just the other Boleyn girl. It was meant to be, they could both feel it. She slept in his rooms that night.
Things progressed. He was the one and she knew it. He gave her a boat, she gave him a son. Somehow, it just was never enough.
He moved on. She married, her husband died and then she found someone else. He was better, anyway. Her soul mate; everything she had always wanted. She didn't need the love of a king anymore.
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