At 7 o’clock on a bleak February morning in 1542, King Henry VIII’s fifth wife Katherine Howard, so enfeebled by fear and misery that she could hardly stand, was half-led, half-carried from her cell in the Tower of London to the scaffold in a nearby courtyard. Watching as the axe fell on her mistress’s neck, and knowing it would be her turn next, was her lady in waiting Jane Rochford.
This grisly scene illustrates the horror that underlay the glamour and magnetism of a court where ambition, intrigue, plot and counter-plot swirled in a giddying maelstrom and where balancing on the slippery tightrope of Henry’s moods was essential. Threaded through with the stories of individual maids of honour, this is Tudor history from the perspective of the women who formed the households of Henry’s consorts. Then, says Nicola Clark, women were regarded merely as pawns in a family’s upward rise via a good marriage, or as reproductive vessels to ensure that family’s survival.
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