December 24th 1512
Chateau Blois, France
Queen Rosalita POV
I am spending time with my husband Louis and we are excited on the awaited birth of our legitimate son. Just one more month to go.
Louis worries I may catch childbed fever but I assure him that I shall be well.
Oh, my Louis. He is old and will not last long so I shall after he dies marry my lover and make him King and put a child of his on the throne.
December 25th 1512
Midnight
Queen Rosalita POV
I wake up to wetness between my legs.
I summon Arabella Naples and she prepares the ladies' to be ready to hold my babe/s.
I push and push until I feel two babies leave my body.
''A son and a daughter my Queen.''
''Go and get my husband.''
Within thirty minutes, Louis comes into the room and sees I have given him another son.
''He shall be named Beauchamp.''
''And our daughter shall be named Isabelle.''
''It's a perfect name for our beautiful daughter. I'll come to you at five in the morning.''
''Yes, my love.''
He left then and I spelled my ladies asleep.
My lover, Drake Brandon cousin to Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk comes in.
I summon him to my side and undress him and make love to him, conceiving a child with him as Tatiana Belle told me the spell to have you know when you conceive.
At 5 o'clock in the morning
Louis did indeed come to my bed and I conceived a child with him as well.
''My love, who shall our children marry?''
''I have just decided Catalina, Andrew, and Angelo's marriages.''
''Who are they to marry?''
''Catalina will wed Arthur Brandon, son of the Duke of Suffolk. Andrew is to marry Lord Boleyn's daughter Aria, and Angelo is set to marry Princess Gaia of England.''
King Louis XII POV
I planned on telling her an Irish Duke's son is to have our daughter Isabelle's hand as I told him a few months ago that if it was a daughter, I would betroth his heir and my principessa Isabelle.
And indeed, I have a daughter.
My son I plan on betrothing to a daughter of Francois'.
Never too early as Mary is quite ravishing to look at with only a month to go.
Rosalita is my Queen, Petunia my maîtresse-en-titre, and Diana as another mistress and four months pregnant.
If it's a girl, I'll give her to one of the lords I can bribe to take her as a wife. If a boy, I'll enjoy her a little longer then sell her to a brothel so many others can have bastards.
January 1st 1513
Mary Angouleme nee Boleyn POV
I scream as I push my baby into this world. I push and I push until I feel the babe then the afterbirth leaves my body.
''A baby girl milady.''
''It was supposed to be a son.''
Francois comes in from outside the hall.
''I'm sorry husband.'' I say after they tell him I gave birth to a girl.
''Fret not Mary we're young and can have many more children. She is beautiful like her mother.''
Indeed, our child looked exactly like me.
''What shall we name her?''
''Well how about Elizabeth after your mother?''
''Oh, Francois that would make me so happy.''
And it made me happy to have my daughter carrying the name of her grandmother she never got to meet as she had been murdered by the late Diana Boleyn nee Swanson.
Francois Angouleme POV
I make love to my sweet wife and hope that she will grow round with child again.
Oh Lord let us have a son. With his mother's blonde locks or even her green eyes.
That would be heaven for me. To have little Francois' and Mary's running around with little Elizabeth.
Of course, they won't all have our names maybe two or three.
January 2nd 1513
Diana Brandon POV
I am nervous as I should be. I am about to poison the King of France. But it's for my own good.
He summoned me to his chambers but apparently fell asleep. I slip the poison in his wine and wake him, pouring him a cup of wine.
He's currently battling the sweating sickness so I go prepared.
He drinks the wine and five minutes later I scream as he is now dead and just to throw suspicion off me, I drank a little of the poisoned wine. Not enough to harm the babe but enough that people will not suspect me.
The reign of the Mad King is over and the reign of Francois until the eldest son, Louis the XIII is ready to reign.
I am purged of the poison and my babe healed from any damage the poison may have caused.