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On November 8th, 1541, Queen Catherine Howard was brought to a small room to sit opposite

Thomas Cranmer, Archbishop of Canterbury. The Archbishop had assured King Henry VIII a few days

prior that his interrogation would be harsh and merciless, that he would import on the King's

Young bride the severity of her crimes and scare her into full honesty.

But when Cranmer saw the young girl, he felt his resolve drain away. She was weeping already,

frantic with grief and terror. Her bloodshot eyes darting around the room as if an executioner's blade

could appear at any moment. But she also looked so small, so young. She was a 19-year-old girl,

and she was in a chair that looked far too big for her.

Cranmer really had all the information already that his investigation really needed.

Only two weeks ago, the allegations had just been a rumor, a single rumor from a single source.

The claim was this, that the new Queen had been less than virginal when she had married the King.

Someone had informed the Archbishop that in Catherine's home growing up, she had not won the two

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