Essentially my imagining if Queen Anne had born a daughter before Louis and Philippe, and if that daughter had warmed the heart of the unfeeling Fabien Marchal. I do not own Versailles, its characters or any other intellectual property of the show. I just let the characters run wild in my mind.
Chapter One : A King is Born
- - - 1638 - - -
"What is it?" Queen Anne breathed heavily.
"A boy, your Majesty" spoke the midwife softly. She swaddled the newborn in muslin and handed him to his waiting mother.
"Thanks be to God," the Queen whispered as she kissed her son on the top of his head.
The door to the bedchamber swung open, and the King stormed into the room. "Well, what have we this time?" he roared.
"A son, dear husband. A healthy Prince of France." Cooed the Queen.
The King approached the bed, lifting his index finger and trailing it along the little wisps of dark hair that covered his son's head. He glanced at his young wife, and then strode out of the room the way he came. "Have the governess inform Isobel that the fate of France no longer rests on her shoulders" he shouted back, and then he was gone from sight.
Queen Anne looked down at her son once more. "My darling boy, my Prince, my Louis" she whispered as she kissed his head once more.