Ok, so in this story I have changed the fact of Corrine and Louis getting married in the first place cause that's not possible, to me. It was probably the month of June when Louie's coronation takes place and the first female musketeers get their noble personality as being a part of the king's safeguard. In this very special new year when something miraculous happens. In Paris.
It's been six months for Corrine's experience as being a musketeer. The target of her life has achieved it's place. This wouldn't have been possible if it weren't for Renee, Aramina and Viveca. Three girls who shared the same dream ever since their childhood. Perseverance, hard work, will, courage. This were the key for the four girls to achieve their dream.
Among them, Corrine was the bravest of them all. And perhaps, falling for somebody in her new life as a Royal Musketeer.
It was Christmas eve. Luckily in this wonderful, wintry time of December, there had been very few crimes recently. The kingdom was running peacefully, same and sound. The city of Paris had a festive look all around, along with the sparkly shimmer of snow that covered every sphere of the people's red and green lanterns hung from the poles and pillars, each house had a cute snowman infront of the porch with a seasons greeting tag, Decorated Christmas trees and the smell of holy, everywhere. Carols often could be heard and people saying "Merry Christmas" as the walk.
Corrine waved her friends as they set off to their place too at sunset. Corrine was the only one left in the castle, who'll be leaving after a while, possibly.
She felt sad to see her friends go while she was here, alone. Her, mother Marie was now possibly away from France and bad luck she couldn't make it up on Christmas for some serious work. Yet, Corrine had to go even though she didn't have any relatives around and none of them were close as well.
She sighed as she stumped the snow all the way to the stable with her pink boots and put her ice cold hands in the pocket of her pink wool coat. Pink was her color.
"Well, Alexander?" she patted her horse with a sad look on her face, blushed in pink for the severe cold. Her horse neighed.
She smiled and pampered him last time and left for her room as it was starting to snow. Heavily.
She lied on her bed, throwing of the coat on the ground. She knew she had to spent the whole event here, in Paris.
'Huh! What Christmas? I've got no family, no friends. No Christmas for me. It'll be just a few day after days get normal again!" She muttered. "I'll be fine!"
An hour passed, then another. Corrine laid on the bed just as before, reading a book.
"Corrine! are you in here?!" A swoosh of cold wind flew into the room as Liam and James, two male musketeers walked in to Corrine's room. They were too to stay here till the off days are over. They and the four other girls had become good friends ever since.
"Who is it?" Corrine muttered with a muffled tone as she was lying with the book over her face.
"Give me that!" James caught hold the book and put it aside from Corrine's face.
"Hey!" snapped Corrine.
Whooh! I am tired! Any other day till then. Merry Christmas! Review plzzzzzzzzzz
