Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Reign. I do own my OC's and plot.
Flashback:
France 1553:
Thunder cracked throughout the castle as the young girl shrieked and hid under her covers. The sounds of the thunder cracking had her jumping every time it strikes. A shadow formed before her as a hand pulled the covers off her and had her screaming her head off.
"Ahhhh..." She screamed as a hand covered her mouth.
"Grace, it's just me Bash."
"What are you doing here?" she asked panting while trying to control the beat of her heart racing.
"I heard you screaming so I came to check on you" he responded concretely
"That's very nice of you but you can't be here. If people notice you gone, It will ruin the both of us and -
"Grace, Grace, Grace, calm down will you? Nobody ever saw me leave my room and I wanted to make sure my fiancé was okay." He responded back cheekily.
She blushed madly and look down at her covers. He lifted her chin up and looked into her sea green eyes while his blue eyes gazed back. "I will always be there for you no matter what happens and now I am going to stay here with you so you can sleep well because you are my best friend." He said as he laid next to her under the covers.
"Thanks Bash." She responded as she blushed lightly and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"I will always be here for you Gracie" he whispered back towards her.
Present Day
France 1557:
"Who's that in the next carriage?" Kenna asked. A large carriage had pulled up next to Mary's.
"Don't know probably somebody the king knows" Greer responded.
"Must be. It's larger than Mary's carriage."Aylee said
"Well we are about to find out" Mary said.
The girls all waited as the carriage door opened and ran out a German Sheppard. breeds/action_images/german_shepherd_ . A girl with black long hair and sea green eyes stepped out. She got out and walked towards the king and queen and bowed before allowing Francis to place a small kiss on her hand.
"Oh My God. Don't you guys know who this is?" Greer asked.
"Obviously we don't know. So how about you tell us?" Kenna said snarky
"It's Grace of Spain. The bastard child of King Charles V." Greer responded back.
They watched as Grace allowed Bash to place a kiss on her hand. Both of them gazed at each other as Bash rose back up still holding her hand. They broke apart as Grace walked across from them Their stares lingered as they stood across from each other.
"Looks like the bastards know each other very well" Lola said.
They looked as Bash winked at Grace and watched as she blushed madly.
"It seems like they do know each other." Mary replied.
They watched both Bash and Grace walk into the castle side by side with their hands brushing pass each other before heading towards the castle themselves.