A while later, the doors of Edward's room opened and a servant came in.
'Your father, King Henry the Eighth, would you like to see you,' the servant said.
Tom followed the servant through the palace, and important men, servant, and doctors walked with him.
At last, Tom arrived in a beautiful room, with the group of servants and lords. In front of him, a large and very fat man was sitting on a bed. His hair was grey, and his clothes, which looked expensive, we're beautiful but old.
'Are you well,my son?' The man asked softly. Tom fell to the floor.
'Please don't hurt me, great king,' cried Tom. 'I am a poor boy. But I do not want to die.'
'Come to me,' King Henry said. 'You are not well.'
The King took Tom's face between his hands and looked lovingly into it. 'Do not be afraid,' he said.
'Don't you know your father?' Then he spoke to Tom in French.
'I do not know this language, sir,' said Tom.
Henry fell back onto the bed. 'Then it is true,' he cried. 'My son is mad.'
He held poor Tom's head in his arms. Then he sat up and looked at the people around him. His eyes were hard.
'My son is mad, but he will be better soon,' the king said. 'If anyone in palace speaks of this, they will go to the Tower of London. My son will be the next King
A while later, the doors of Edward's room opened and a servant came in.'Your father, King Henry the Eighth, would you like to see you,' the servant said.Tom followed the servant through the palace, and important men, servant, and doctors walked with him.At last, Tom arrived in a beautiful room, with the group of servants and lords. In front of him, a large and very fat man was sitting on a bed. His hair was grey, and his clothes, which looked expensive, we're beautiful but old.'Are you well,my son?' The man asked softly. Tom fell to the floor.'Please don't hurt me, great king,' cried Tom. 'I am a poor boy. But I do not want to die.''Come to me,' King Henry said. 'You are not well.'The King took Tom's face between his hands and looked lovingly into it. 'Do not be afraid,' he said.'Don't you know your father?' Then he spoke to Tom in French.'I do not know this language, sir,' said Tom.Henry fell back onto the bed. 'Then it is true,' he cried. 'My son is mad.'He held poor Tom's head in his arms. Then he sat up and looked at the people around him. His eyes were hard.'My son is mad, but he will be better soon,' the king said. 'If anyone in palace speaks of this, they will go to the Tower of London. My son will be the next King
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