Anna
"He said what?" Charles shook his head, trying not to laugh, but failing. Henry could be such an idiot at times.
"Character." He nodded, drinking some more of Henry's good liquor and offering some to Anna. "Some don't seem to have it at all, I've found." He waved a hand. "I should stop speaking about Anne Boleyn this way. She's not really the one who is upsetting me at the moment."