For a king very conscious of his own power, who gloried in his status and commissioned famous artists to depict that status, Henry VIII’s death, in January 1547, was tawdry and pathetic, yet shrouded in squalid mystery.
According to the accepted story, after being weak and ailing for some time, the king died in the early hours of Friday morning, 28 January 1547. However, the official proclamation of the king’s death was not made until the afternoon of Monday, 31 January.
Henry apparently had great affection for Katherine Parr and adored his only son, Edward. Consequently, it is intriguing that as Henry slipped towards death, neither Katherine, Edward nor Henry’s two daughters, Mary and Elizabeth, were allowed any access to him whatsoever.
The Archbishop of Canterbury and royal confidante, Thomas Cranmer, may have come hurrying from Croydon on Friday, 28th January, to give spiritual consolation to his monarch, but on that previous Thursday, 27 January, Cranmer had been at Westminster where the king lay dying.
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