I love watching the show Reign and wanted to put my spin on it. This is my first time writing and I hope everyone likes it. Please comment and tell me your thoughts.

As I sit there thinking what in the hell am I doing with this woman, she lightly touches my back and asks me am I okay. These last couple of days has been troublesome due to the attack on my wife Queen Mary who can't even bare to touch me let alone be around me.

"Amelie you are a wonderful women but I am afraid this was a mistake. I have nothing that I can offer you and you deserve so much more than this. I hope one day you will find that man who can give you the happiness and loving marriage you so deserve."

As I get up to walk back to my bedchambers I carry that guilt of tonight's events and many thoughts of my loving wife and her growing affection towards my cousin Prince Louis. I wonder what went so wrong to make her hate me. Before, I could recall those memories I noticed a figure approaching me from a corner in my room. I was about to alert my guards when she spoke.

"Please do not call out to your guards." The mysterious woman says.

Startled I ask her "Who are you?" and "How did you get past my guards?"

I can't help but notice how beautiful she is. I have never encountered a women like this, she had long dark hair and green eyes that could stop a man in his tracks. From the looks of her and the way she carried herself it looked like she had ensnared a few. Snapping me back to the present she calmly says to me.

"My name is Natalia and how I got in here is less of your concern."

I am so confused that I sit down while slowly keeping my eyes on this stranger. She continues to say something but I rudely interrupt her due to the horrible week I have been having.

"Natalia what is it that you want?" she replies.

"I have come to help you and before you say anything please let me explain."

I notice that she walks backwards away from me in a somewhat defensive manner. This alarms me so I get up without alerting her of my uneasiness.

"I have come here to help you against a force that you are not ready or prepared for. As you may already know this force you will encounter is England and Queen Elizabeth wants to destroy you and any threat to her throne."

I become more scared of this then worried because I know the threat she mentions is none other than my wife Queen Mary. Everything that we have been through I don't know how I am going to handle this without letting my emotions control me, because I know that the politics has to be put before anything personal. Once I am able to process all of this information I ask

"So why do you think you can help France?"

"Francis this is what I do, I help those that need it."

"So what is it that you do?" I am curious to what occupation that would require this beautiful woman to help my country.

"I am a spy who was hired by Queen Elizabeth, to help bring your country to the brink of destruction. I have been at your court for some time and I believe that you are in more need of my help than Elizabeth. All you have to say is that you want my help and it is yours."

It is hard to trust anyone who would and could so easily betray their Sovereign ruler.

"So you would betray your own Queen?" she looked at me with such hostility.

"She is not my Queen, I have no master and I serve whom I please. I have no time to explain this to you anymore, I have to go but if you want my help I will meet you here again tomorrow night then I can explain more."

I quickly asked her as she was about to leave, "Why should I trust you?"

She slightly turned her head over her shoulder as she was at my window and said, "A king shouldn't trust anyone." And like that she was gone.

I could not sleep at all that night. With so many thoughts in my mind I needed to talk to someone I trusted about this. The one person I truly need my wife was no longer willing to listen to my worries. That morning after my meeting with my advisors, I request my brother Bash and mother Catherine De Medici to stay behind it was something of the utmost importance I need to discuss with them. Once I told them of last night, they both had a concerned look on their faces.

"We should not trust her Francis, she could still be working under Elizabeth's orders." said Bash.

My mother wasn't the one to hold her tongue and she quickly responded as any parent would.

"Of course we should not trust a spy, let alone one who was willing to work for England. That is the least of our worries, Francis. I am concerned about the growing affection between Mary and Conde. She has visited the chapel 5 times this week. Prince Louis is the "Prince of the Blood" with ties to Protestants. If this gets out to our enemies like England this could destroy her and France. I love you my son but to our enemies it makes you look like a weak King who can't control his wife let alone his country."

I knew she was right and I loved her for caring, but I didn't know what I could say to help ease her fears and worries because I still haven't found a way to ease my own. In that moment Bash responds.

"5 times? Maybe she thought God didn't hear her the first 4 times!"

We couldn't help but look at each other with a smile. I know that in stressful times I can always count on Bash to lighten the mood. On the other hand mother didn't take to kindly to his joke.

"Yes, leave it to the bastard to joke at a time like this. If it wasn't for my son's love for you I would have…"

Before she could finish her sentence I decided to intervene.

"Enough, mother please live us."

As Catherine leaves I look at Bash with an even more concerned look.

"With everything going on I can't control her appetite for vengeance. So please try to stay off her list brother!"

With a chuckle Bash says, "Very well my King! So, what shall we do about this spy who serves no one?

I responded, "I don't know but I want you there when I meet her again. She is going to meet me tonight in my bedchambers."

"See you then." As Bash was walking away I could only think where I would be if it wasn't for my brother's love and loyalty to me.

Later that night Bash and I decided that we did not want to scare her off so it would be best if he hid in the curtain in the back of the room. I waited patiently for Natalia the spy to arrive. The night went on and I was growing impatiently with waiting so as I was about to call out for Bash she arrived once again through my window. I never seen her enter my room the first time but seeing how she entered left me with a puzzled look on my face. Natalia must have noticed because after she unhooked her contraption she said

"I am sorry this is one of my inventions I made. It helps me get in and out of places quickly."

I could not help to notice the mention of her other occupation. This had to be the most ambitious female spy I have ever encountered! I couldn't help but admire that about her.

I say to her in a more sarcastic tone, "So you are a spy and an inventor? Well, your parents must be proud."

Natalia looked at me with such a menacing look she quickly but plainly says, "I have no parents." She quickly changes the subject

"I take it you do want my help? If that is so then your bastard brother can come from behind the curtain and we can talk."

Bash comes from the curtain embarrassed that they even tried to out spy a spy.

To find out more about this mysterious woman I ask her once again

"Why do you want to help us now against Elizabeth?" she responded

"I told you because if you go up against England it will be a battle you will lose. I saw you yesterday at your party and you look like a King who has already been defeated. Why is that?"

Bash senses the hesitation in my answer so he politely says to Natalia to change the subject.

"Who are you really? We know you are Spanish from your accent. So why is a Spanish spy willing to work for England and France?"

These were all good questions that need to be answered. We both look at her waiting for her replay. We both see that she is guarded with her answer. We watch her slowly walk to the fire place and as she turns around calmly she says

"I am Natalia Santos of Spain…bastard daughter of King Phillip II of Spain."

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