Rome had already decided the case. Catherine of Aragon was still his wife. Anne Boleyn's marriage did not exist, and the child inside her had just been declared illegitimate before it was born. Henry read the verdict and went on exactly as he had before.
He had been her first love. He sentenced her to death. Then his wife claimed he had confessed they were never truly married, because Anne had been his all along.
Henry VIII had built a court to end his marriage. Catherine refused to recognise it and appealed over his head to Rome. The Pope took the matter out of Henry's hands.
Two illegitimate daughters and an ex-wife arrived at the abbey to do something that had never been done before: crown a woman who would rule in her own right.
She sent Anne Boleyn a monkey. She sent Jane Seymour quails. She housed Anne of Cleves for a fortnight. She put her own daughter in the path of the king. None of it was kindness. All of it was survival. For seven years it worked. Then it didn't.
She refused to leave. So he had her dragged out by the arms. She spent a decade writing letters that nobody acted on. Then the moment came, and she told them everything.
Catherine Parr was already in love with another man when Henry VIII decided he wanted her. She said yes anyway. It was the only way either of them was getting out of it alive.
The French Ambassador reported that Anne of Cleves had collapsed in terror when the men arrived and told her that her marriage no longer existed. The men sent to inform her said she took the news without any change of expression. She knew exactly what had happened to the wives who had fought him.