Sir Thomas More waited in Wolsey's Chambers. The door opened and in stepped Wolsey.

"He wants a divorce!" Pressed More upon seeing Wolsey.

"It's not a divorce," Wolsey stated. "The King wants an annulment on the grounds that he was never married in the first place," More pressed his hands together silently praying. "By marrying his brother's wife he has offended the laws of both God and man," heavy dropping down onto a chair. "He simply wants that recognised."

"But the Pope gave him dispensation to marry Catherine!" More said.

"Indeed he did. No one denies it. But the King feels more beholden to God than he does to the Pope. His conscience is genuinely stricken and tender," Wolsey explained. " He has disobeyed God's injunction and there's nothing his Holiness can say or do that can alter the fact."

"The Pope is God's representative on Earth," insisted More forcibly. "He speaks for him?"

"Oh, come on Thomas. What are you pretending?" Wolsey corrected his collar. "Kings get divorced all the time. And Popes always find an excuse. I know you're an idealist but you're not stupid! If Henry wants an annulment who's to stop him?" Wolsey challenged.

"Alright. You talk of facts let me give you a fact Catherine of Aragon is not only a great Queen and the daughter of great Kings, but she is also immensely popular throughout the whole of the country," More argued and then he warned. "God forbid that the King should abandon her just to ease his conscience. I didn't think that the English people would ever forgive him," Wolsey ribbed his forehead. "Does she know yet?" More questioned. "Does she know yet?" More pressed Wolsey. Wolsey did not answer. A long silence passed between the two men broken only by a knock at the door.

"Come in!" called Wolsey. The door opened and in stepped a servant dressed in the livery of the King.

"A message from the King," the messager bowed and handed the letter to Wolsey before backing out of the room. Wolsey ripped open the letter and quickly read.

"What does the King say?" More asked watching the older man's face.

"How much do you know about the placements of the nunneries and convents on the French and the Spanish Netherlands border?" Wolsey questioned More to answer More's question.

Thomas More was shocked. He had to think. "Not much from the top for my head," He sat down in a chair. "Why would Henry want to know about that subject?" He knew Henry and knew how he was as a student having taught the young prince as a tutor.

"His Majesty writes, My dear Wolsey. I have recently heard of an attack on a convent around the year of our Lord 1505/06 on the French and Spanish Netherlands border. I can understand that my request is an odd one. With recent events, I must know more about this attack that I was told about in private," Wolsey read out loud. "He continues; From what I have been told is that there was a battle hereby to the convent. Which lead to the nuns being slaughtered by unpaid soldiers. A few of the novices were left alive and later managed to escape. I am told that a young novice called Hélène was taken by the raiders and her virtue was ripped from her with her body defiled. She managed to escape and was cared for by people in nearby people where she had a girl. The baby survived however the mother Hélène passed from childbirth fever. Is there any record of this event against the brides of God and or records and documents from the church from this region? Your friend HR," Wolsey finished reading handing over the letter to More who read over the text.

"What Henry is asking about happened close to twenty years ago," More inquired.

"Well, you know how Henry is?" Wolsey declared smiling.