Lily; From Princess to Queen
Disclaimer: the dc for the last chapter will do.
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Usually she liked to read aloud from the illustrated volumes of poems and prophecies by the great Seer Sebastian Alamode or lazily she would go through her favourite book Hogwarts: A History. Otherwise she would just sketch or paint her lovely surroundings.
Some irresistible urge made her linger in Queen Antoinette's private garden long after her companions had gone into the palace, protesting at her willfulness.
She sat dreaming by the edge of her small lily pond. The queen for graduating from hogwarts and being Head Girl had presented it to her. A few fairies fluttering here and there gave this garden a look of enchantment.
The rustle of someones dress broke the spell. Queen Antoinette walked into the garden with her son James and of course their entourage.
'I assure you, these are the only pair of Snow Flecked owls. They were smuggled out of Italy by that clever merchant Etienne. He knew I longed for a pair. The King guards them as they are rare gems' declared the Queen.
The young girl of barely eighteen rose and bowed low to the queen and the prince. James glanced briefly at her and turned to look at the owls with covetous gleam in his eyes.
His mother smiled knowingly, 'Ah, son I knew I would lose my winged treasures the moment you saw them. No matter you can add them to your owlery but remember they have to be specially cared for'.
Adriana, the maid who bought the note to the queen from the Marquis Evans 17 years ago brought down the magically inflated cage from the perch on the cherry tree, but James was not content to just gaze at them with one flick of a wand he opened the cage and with his seeker powers at hand he quickly picked up the two birds with both his hands.
When the refreshments came James looked around for someone to hold the birds for him and spotted the girl. He beckoned the wind teased her hair which was pulled back in a French braid one lock fell out of the braid and lay across her brow. She walked towards him her long braid swishing behind her and he wondered what subtle fragrance she wore. She raised her eyes to his face and he marveled at the color. They were like a deep green which was like a forest you could get lost in. her hands trembled when she touched James hand when taking the owls. A flushed smile came to her face.
'Won't you stay to dine with me James? You have been in London for a week and this is the first time you came to see me. Is that some way to treat your mother.'
James grinned, 'I wish I could but today I promised I would dine with my grandmother. She would casually mention my absence to the King and then I would get a thundering scolding from my father. As If anyone could.'
' I hear she is going to Ireland, thought his highness entreats her to escape summer with to the mountains in Wales' said the queen as they sipped their iced drinks.
'don't you know she detests traveling…'
Abruptly he broke off as he heard the flutter of wings. One of his newly acquired owls circling and wheeling in the air hooting to its mate. ' Careless girl!' fumed James, as he turned and asked imperiously 'How did it escape?'
She laughed to see the ill-tempered look on his face and opening both her hands wide said 'So milord!' and away went the second bird.
She could see his amber-flecked eyes now. And his beautifully moulded mouth was stern in his flushed face.
The stunned women ceased their chatter, fearing one of James rages. Queen Antoinette placed her hand protectively on the girls shoulder. She stopped laughing but continued to gaze at James, her face slightly upwards. His handsome fair face, unruly raven black hair, and the petulant full mouth, the aura of power and arrogance he radiated absorbed her as she stood motionless, waiting.
Was her glance entreating him or mocking him, he wondered, with those eyes you could never know. Then James threw back his head and laughed uproariously at the trick she played on him. 'By Merlin! A fearless maiden.'
Taking a step toward, James raised her chin with his finger after a quick appraisal asked 'your name?'
A moment passed. Her mouth trembled and a flush spread from her creamy neck to her cheeks and brow. 'Lily' she replied in a curiously husky voice.
Deliberately the Queen broke the spell that bound her reckless son and the closely guarded girl of 17.
'She is Marquis François Evans daughter and my kinswoman, Prince' The Queen spoke with icy hauteur, warning James and reminding him that Lily, too was a daughter of a nobleman and not some harem slave girl to be trifled with.
'let us go inside it is too hot in the sun out here'
But she spoke too late. James had gazed at Lily's face too long ever to forget her face.
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MaggieDB- this is like an old fashioned kinda fic so in it boyz are like superiors or sumthin that sux but hey the fic wudnt work any uther way
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