"And Then Charles was like, maybe we were underestimating the female musketeers."
Corrine said as the others burst out laughing.
Renée, Viveca and Aramina were walking in the castle halls when they heard James , one of the Royal advisors, call out to them. The turned around to see him staring at them wearing a scowl, as he always did while addressing them as he tapped his right foot impatiently.
"Corrine, I suppose you aren't busy at the moment? I want you to show up in my office right away, I'd appreciate if you don't waste any time."
Saying this, he turned around and walked back to his office.
"Ugh, why does he keep telling me to show up at his office all the time !?"
Corrine groaned. She then waved at her friends who were shaking their heads and then walked towards Jame's office.
"So, what is it that you want to talk to me about this time?"
She sighed as she took the seat at the opposite side of the table.
"Good, I appreciate you came right away as I ha.."
"James, can we please get straight to the point !?"
She demanded coldly cutting through James sentence.
"Oh, yes, why not? Uhh.. I am afraid I have been noticing that space between you and King Louis is lessening more and more, lately.
Now that, she never thought he's say to her. When she didn't say anything, James continued.
"It seems that his majesty is growing very fond, fonder than he should, of you, a farm girl."
She froze in her chair. It felt as if someone had slapped her right at the face.
"And, I suppose that is what you want to do? Make him fall in love with you? So you can be queen?"
He paused and looked closely at Corrine, then resumed.
"Ah, I can't blame you, dear. You must have been tired with yourself being a poor farm girl, but you don't understand, He is a King, while you, you are just another musketeer working for him, a nobody! Don't you see the huge differences between yourself and him? He deserves someone of his status, a Queen. Even a Princess will do, but a farm girl, now that can not be even considered. He and you can't be, I am sorry to say but it just is the realty that.."
James would have said something else if there was someone who would listen to him, but Corrine stood up from her chair, her face red and walked out of the room without saying a word, shutting the door hard behind her.
Corrine got down the horseback as she saw the greenery in front of her.
"You wait here, kay?"
She whispered in 'Star', her horse's ear and as the horse nodded, she patted him on the back and jogged straight into the jungle ahead of her. She sat down with her back pressed to a tree, then looked around herself and her surroundings. Once she made sure no one was around, she braced her knees to her chest then burst into tears. Never in her life had anyone insulted her like James had. She cried half out of grief and half out of anger.
"Or maybe James was right. Maybe that is the bitter truth about me and Louis, that I am nothing more than just another musketeer, no one but a poor farm girl. Maybe he was right, Louis deserves better."
She thought as she carelessly wiped off the tears on her cheeks and stood up, brushing away the twigs on her pants.