The next few days came and went in a hectic blur, until finally the Queens were all backstage preparing for their opening night.

"Thank you for the chokers, Anna." Kitty said, as she ran her makeup brush softly across the other girl's cheek. "They're perfect."

"It's no problem. Annie mentioned the scars were something she was worried about too."

"You did an amazing job on these costumes, Anna." Catalina said, admiring herself in the full body mirror and adjusting her gold chains. "I can't remember the last time I looked this hot."

"I dunno, yesterday?" Boleyn said with an exaggerated wink.

"Oh, hush, you." Catalina replied with a dismissive wave as she put on her crown.

"Cathy? How're you doing?" Jane asked with a knock on the closed dressing room door.

"I'm almost ready!" She called.

She stepped out in full costume, a gorgeous deep blue number with puffy sleeves and laced pants. Her hair was pinned up on one side so it framed her face perfectly.

"What do you think?" She asked, pulling shyly at her sleeves.

"You look great!" Anne said.

"Royal, even." Cleves added with a smirk, causing the others to laugh.

"And, I was just texting my lawyer." Catherine said, bringing a hush about the room. "Looks like the divorce will be finalized in the next couple days."

The Queens erupted into cheers as Catherine breathed a sigh of relief, allowing herself to smile.

"We'll have double the reason to celebrate tonight!"

"Hear, hear! A kickass opening night and Cathy's new life as a single lady!"

"Thank you guys. Truly, this past month has been the most insane experience of my life." Catherine said, as Jane and Catalina threw their arms around her waist. "I'm so grateful I had all of you there to support me."

"We love you, queen!" Boleyn said with a wink.

"Ladies, this is your five minute call." The voice of the venue operator announced over the speaker. "Please make your way to the stage as soon as possible so we can start the show. Thank you."

"Ooh, is it weird I'm nervous?" Kitty said, biting the side of her thumb. "I've sung to stadiums of people before but this...feels really personal. And really special."

"That's because it is." Boleyn said, squeezing her shoulder. "Break a leg out there, ladies. I know you will."

"Shall we?" Catherine said, opening the door for all of them.

"In order now, don't want to mess up the placements on the first song." Catalina said, moving up to the front of the line.

They took a collective deep breath before Catalina whispered again: "Here we go."

The Queens stepped out onto the dark stage in chronological order, between a gap in the lush purple and gold curtains. They stood in line with their backs to the audience, the crowd silent in anticipation.

Finally, the music started and Catalina began the all-too-familiar rhyme.

"Divorced."

"Beheaded."

"Died."

"Divorced."

"Beheaded."

Catherine felt her heart about to explode out of her chest, her palms sweating as it came to her turn. Then she thought of Mary, sitting in the audience likely on Edward's lap. And then there was the five other queens beside her, who had all been through so much and came across centuries of pain and forgotten history to come together on this night. If she wasn't ready now, she'd never be.

"Survived."

As they kept their back to the audience, they subtly moved their heads to grin at each other. Catalina turned around first as the others followed, the stage hands ready to pull back the rest of the curtain.

"And tonight, we are..."

"LIVE!"