Darnley

Next morning, Darnley came to see me. He was afraid. "What's the matter, husband? " I said. "Why are you crying? "

After the wedding, Bothwell and I walked out to Kirk o'Field to see Darnley and talk to him.

Mary was by now so consumed with contempt for Darnley that she resolved to be rid of him.

Darnley was very unhappy. "Please, Mary my love, don't go! " he said. "Don't leave me here! "

Mary and Bothwell killed Darnley, he said.

are a wicked woman! 'They say: 'You killed your husband, Darnley, and now you want to kill our Queen Elizabeth. You're going to die! '

Their army had a big flag with a picture of your poor dead father, Darnley, on it.

A man got out of the chair next to me and Darnley sat beside me.

Darnley slept, and I wrote letters to my friends.

Perhaps Darnley's killers wrote these stories about Bothwell, before they killed Darnley.

I stood up, but Darnley held my arms and I could not move.

better man than Dudley, James. I found Henry Darnley, your father.

Mary now faced the rebel armies, loyal to the murdered Darnley.

People in Edinburgh sold horrible stories and pictures of Bothwell the same day that Darnley died.

In January your father, Darnley, was ill in Glasgow.

He council ed and probably participated in the murder of Darnley in 1567.

beneath the house where Darnley was asleep.

I looked at Henry Darnley, my husband.

It's your husband, Lord Darnley. He is dead.

Many people in Scotland said: 'Bothwell killed Lord Darnley.

So Darnley is increasing estrangement from his wife

'What are you doing? 'I asked Darnley angrily. 'Riccio is a good man why are you doing this? '

Darnley ran straight into the plotters

Darnley was dead, but not bumped off according to plan