Chapter 2 - Mother
Mary POV
She sat at her mirror brushing her hair and thought of Francis, miles away in French
Court. She thought of his blonde hair and his brilliant blue eyes, she thought of the way
she felt when he touched her, the searing fire that sent shockwaves through her arms,
she felt her throat swell and a tear rolled down her cheek. No. She wouldn't do this now,
not when hundreds of people were gathered downstairs to welcome back their queen.
She wiped the tear away and put on her best dress and walked slowly to the ballroom.
Francis POV
He had told her to go, told her to leave and never return. He had watched her sail off, he
knew she wanted him to tell her to stop, that this was some kind of joke and that he
wanted her to stay, he wanted to say that as well, and as he lay alone in his bed he
looked to the side where she once slept and let the tears escape his eyes. He hadn't been
outside in days, he had told Bash to do everything he was supposed to, Bash was the
only one that understood, his mother had shunned told him he was a stupide fool for
letting her go, Lola seemed to always disappear when he visited the nursery and
everyone around him thought it was his fault she left, in truth it was. He had wanted her
to leave but not because he didn't love her but because he did, every muscle in his body
longed to stay in bed but he wouldn't he couldn't he had sent her away to protect her and
he wouldn't let his country fall apart, in his absence. He rose from his bed and changed
he headed downstairs to the throne room. "Brother, I know you are still mourning Mary's
departure, but we need your assistance" Francis turned to his brother and nodded, time
was of the essence in French Court these days and he couldn't let his failings drive France
in to the ground.
Mary POV
The party had been long. Too long, she had danced with all the noble men and exchanged
polite conversation with the noblewomen, she had smiled and laughed an portrayed the
sweet young queen perfectly, although most asked where her husband was she merely
shrugged it off and said he couldn't leave French Court at this time, when she finally
returned to her bed chambers, she found her mother sitting by her fire. "I remember your
first royal party, you were 5 and still you acted graciously to all the people at the party
even the servants, that was when I knew you were going to be a great queen" her
mother spoke her words to the fire but she knew they were directed at her, "why are you
here mother?" Mary was in no mood to deal with her mother her mother lifted her head
away from the fire and turned to face Mary and spoke "You may not have heard
but there have been small village rampages, small villages have been burned to the
ground, it is mostly condemned but some of the larger villages are catching on, burning
down protestant churches and the protestants are reacting burning down catholic
churches once England hears about the commoner unrest they will
exploit it, you need a strong and healthy country standing at your side, and England
won't dare touch us, but it seems that you are not willing to stand by, unless you figure
out your marital problems Scotland will be no more. "I am still standing by France and
Francis" spoke Mary her mother responded quickly "are you though? Mary you have to understand, you left France, and
came to Scotland did you just assume that you would still stay married to Francis as you
are to live in two separate countries. You need to either stay with Francis and return to
French Court, or have your marriage annulled and marry once more!" and with that Marie
de Guise left Mary in her bed chambers and slammed the door, as she left Mary felt tears
slide down her cheek and this time she let them fall.
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