Oh, Seraphina where are you? It's not like you, to run away from your fears. Maybe I should get Corinne and her friends to look for her, but then they would be suspicious. No! No-one else apart from my advisor needs to know about my fiancée. The king was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he did not hear the captain of the musketeers entering his study.
"Your majesty, I require your permission to allow another female to become a musketeer. She actually mastered Corinne-I know she won to Corinne so I believe she is highly qualified, I mean she vested Corinne that's defiantly something"
"That's sounds great, Treville you go and do that." The king gestured a hand, not really paying attention.
"Then I will go and give her the musketeer's sword and uniform, yes?"
"I highly doubt that Viveca would allow you, to give the new musketeer the men's uniform, you do realise that she will make one, like the other female uniforms"
"So, shall I inform the girl she has your blessing to become a musketeer and protect you."
"Yes, go on"
Something is defiantly wrong with the king I haven't seen him this heartbroken since, his parents died and…when Corinne was close to death. But Corinne's fine now, so it must be something else, but what? Treville thought as he left the room.
He found the group of friends in the training room where he had left them. The girls were chatting happily. He coughed to get their attention. "Sara, I am proud to announce that you are now a musketeer." Then he turned to Viveca "Can you make her a musketeer outfit, like your own"
"Well of course, it will be ready by tomorrow." The brunette promised.
That night Vivi spent the whole night, designing and creating the perfect musketeer uniform for Sara. When Sara saw it, she loved it. (See the design on my devianart page) It was yellow with long sleeves, and at the end of the sleeves, puffy orange silk frilled out. The bodest was covered with sequins and light yellow swirls. Around the edges of the bodest, the same orange silk frilled out. The skirt had a swirly pattern, the skirt also feel to her knees. And matching boots.
"Thank you, Viveca, I love it." As she thanked her new fashion friend she pulled out her sword from between her ruffles.
"Sara, your protecting the king today." Corinne said as she read out their jobs for today.
What! I can't, if he recognizes me, there is no IF he will recognize, and he will call the king and queen of Jewelina.
"Oh, sorry I read it wrong, you will be training against the male musketeers. I hope you beat them."
Oh thank the heavens; I don't have to see Louis.
-Musketeers-
"Alright, men I have seen you fight. And to be quite Honest it was dreadful" Sara said pacing in front of the male musketeers whom stood in a straight line.
"Oh…so little Miss British is telling us how to fight. What do you know? You're just a girl from a rich family" A young red head with blue eyes mocked. The rest of the musketeers signed sadly. Some slapped their foreheads in frustration others muttered "He must be new. He will regret saying that. Oh that poor, poor man." A man next to the read head told him "Mate, the last time one of use musketeers said that to a female musketeer, she put him in a hospital dead. And she was a blonde, but not this blonde."
"Please step forward" the blonde ordered and the man did. "What is your name?" she asked sweetly.
"Jean-Paul. Jean-Paul Roberts "
"Well Jean-Paul, for your information, I'm Jewelinam. Not British. But I can see how you may think that, the accents are very similar. The royal guards trained me." She said innocently but also matter of factly. And she suddenly had him pinned on the ground her sword inches away from piercing his neck. "Now what were you saying about me being a sweet and harmless women" she whispered into his ear.
The other Male musketeers scared in silence, waiting for Sara to commence her lesson.
"Do you understand? You should know that women aren't vulnerable as there are four fantastic and courageous females who are musketeers just like yourself. So what do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Sara"
"Your forgiven." She patted his arm then streamed "Get back in line"
"I will now continue where we left of-"
-Musketeers-
Throughout this mortifying training session, the king had been watching. Seeing a female pin down a strong male in sudden a two minutes was a sight to see. He smiled a little remembering Corinne had done the same thing, but less lady like. However Corrine was not the first to pin down a male inside these castle walls. Oh, no, it was actually Princess Seraphina.
"Louis give me back my tiara." The young blonde princess demanded
"And if I don't" the eight year old prince asked, still as mischievous as ever.
"This" and soon the prince was being pinned down by the 6 year old princess. She graded her tiara and walked away. Louis chased after her…
"Did she say Jewelinam? No. But… She knows where the princess is?"
-Musketeers-
"Sara, some of the musketeers were telling us you pinned down one of them. However we want to know what Jewelina is."Renee said that night.
"Well it's a country, of the coast of England. It produces all of the world's jewels and only the royal families and some other people know about us."
"Okay….."
A/N:So just a back story vision from when Louis and Seraphina were kids. Hint. There will be a villian, but it will be unexcepted