She watched as the trees went by their carriage. Francis' hand was on her growing belly as her hand rested on top of his hand. She was now about 18 weeks along. Almost halfway through. The baby has started to make his presence noticed, from time to time Mary could feel small kicks here and there, but they were always fast and sudden so Francis hasn't had the opportunity to feel one jet.

It's been six weeks since they got married, they had six amazing weeks far from court, Francis took her to this amazing château. It was so calm, just the two of them and a bunch of servants and guards they had to take with them. Mary would have enjoyed just being alone with her husband. She has been really moody during her pregnancy and all the servants worrying around her didn't help, at first Francis tried to keep count of how many times Mary had snapped to some servant or guard for bugging her. There were couple times when she actually had slapped a guard. Mary let out a sigh

"What's wrong, love?" Francis asked while he rubbed small gentle circles on her belly

"I was just thinking how much fun we had at the château" Mary let's out another sigh "I'm worried, when we get back you'll be busy with all the work and stuff and since I'm with child I can't do anything" she continues to look out of the window

"Hey don't worry, I might not have as much time I had with you as I did on our honeymoon, but I'll make sure the time we'll have from now on" he stops to kiss her neck gently "will be extremely well spent" he continues nibbling at her neck and jaw.

"Francisss" she squeals as his breath tickles her skin.

"what" he askes pulling back from her neck just to look at her in the eyes

"Nothing that just tickled

" Oh" he smirks before he continues kissing her neck, her jaw, her shoulders, her lips while his hands roam her body

"Francis we can't" Mary whispers "well be home any moment now" he sighs pulling back a little.

"fine, I just..." he lets out a sigh "you just look so beautiful" she beams at him a thank you "it's a common effect I've heard when a woman is with child but you are uncommonly desirable"

"until I balloon to the size of a plough horse" Mary rolled her eyes, she still didn't necessarily like being pregnant, all the mood swings, the nausea, the sleepless nights just twisting and turning in the sweaty sheets, she was hungry but if she ate it made her feel like she's gonna throw up. She really wanted a child, many children and she was happy that they were gonna have a child soon, but oh how she didn't like being pregnant.

"to me you will still be beautiful no matter what" he kisses her softly and he feels how she smiles little against the kiss. "oh how I can't wait to meet our child" he smiles before placing a kiss on Marys growing abdomen.

"me too" Mary smiled. "I keep wondering wheter it'll be a boy or a girl, I like to imagine a boy"

"A boy would be great I admit that" Francis smiles as he once again rubs soft circles on her stomach "but I'll be just as happy if it's a girl"

"I wonder if he'll have your curls, or your blue eyes" she closes her eyes as she imagines a baby with short light curly hair and blue eyes. "I hope he does"

"Well I hope he's a even mix of us both" they just cuddle against each other for the rest of the way home until they reach their destination and the carriage stops and they step out. They walked into the French Court.

"Mary!" she hears four voices behind her yell and she turns around only to be met by her friends, her ladies. They all stop on their marks as they see Marys belly.

"Really is it that big already?" Mary askes as she sees her friends confused faces.

"oh my God" Kenna almost screames from happiness and she hugs Mary "You're pregnant!"

"Really? Didn't notice" she jokes as she hugs her and her other ladies.

"How are you feeling" Aylee askes slightly touching her belly.

"I'm fi-" she's cut off

"Oh look at you" they hear the familiar voice of Catherine say and they turn towards her as she gasps when she sees Marys belly. Catherine hugs Mary and Francis "I missed you both"

"we missed you too mother" Francis smiles at her.

"Mary how are you doing with the baby" she askes her daughter-in-law

"moody" is her simple answer, she's already mad that they are back and everyone is fuzzing about her being pregnant.

"Ah, of course you are" Mary rolls her eyes at Catherines comment.

Her ladies see her annoyance and grap her hands as they pull her somewhere "I think I'll see you on the evening" she says to Francis with a quick kiss before she's pulled out of the room by her ladies.

Marys ladies and Catherine keep her busy the whole day with all the baby fuzzing, Mary just wants to go to sleep after the long trip back. She just wants to crawl in bed and sleep, she feels nauseous from all the foods that have been stuffed in front of her.

"Your figure is gonna go to hell anyways so might as well eat up, you might be feeding the next king of France" Catherine beames as she has the servabts bring all kinds of drifferent foods from near and far, foods that Mary had never even seen. She just picks at something the thinks is fish but it definetly doesn't smell like that.

"What's going on over here?" Francis chuckles as he walks in the room

"oh thank God" Mary breathes as she sees her husband, he will help her talk his mother out of all this fuzzing

"Mother are you going to make her eat as much food that could be used to feed a whole army" he laughs eyeing all the food placed in front of Mary.

"She's pregnant Francis, she has to eat, and just to reming you too, she might be feeding the next King of France" Catherine explains

"she's still feeding a baby, not an army" he chuckles again as he signs the servants to take the food away.

"no don't take that one" Mary says as she craps the plate full of bread, bread is one of the rare things she eats that doesn't make her feel nauseous.

"Mary dear, why wouldn't you try this instead" Catherine asks taking a bowl full of something orange and places it in front of Mary and tries to take the bread away from her but she folds on to it like a last lifeline.

"No!" Mary snaps as Catherine forced the bread out of her hands.

"mother you don't wanna get on her bad side right now" Francis warns his mother as he just follows the situation.

"Mary you need to eat something else than just bread it's not healthy for you or the baby" Catherine tries

"let me starve then but I'm not gonna eat what ever the fuck this is" she snaps again as she pushes the bowl away a little bit too hard and it knocks over the orange stuff spilling all over the desk.

"For God sake Mary!" Catherine snaps back "do you know how hard that stuff was to get!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" Mary says quickly as she stands up so quickly making also the chair fall too "Sorry" Catherine is just about to start yell at her for being such a hard girl to work with but Francis stops her.

"mother leave it" he says as he walks over to Mary and lifts the chair back up and then he signs a servant to clean what ever that was that was in the bowl. "are you okay" he asks Mary.

"Can we go?" Mary asks quietly clearly ashamed.

"Go where?"

"I don't know"

"Wanna take a walk with me?" he asks taking her hand and pulling her out of the room.

A/n: another short one sry I just don't kniw how to write long chapters anymore lollll

Okay stay safe y'all!