I hope that I am making sense with this fic. I am going to try and combine the show with the fic. Maybe I will do an alright job. But I will need for you to tell me, ok?
I will add some other characters or mention if I can. Like I will add Rachel and Phoebe. They are coming, just please give me a bit. OK?
I am also going to get some of the other fics or try to at least up this week. I have at least three others in the works. Sorry if they are so slow. Like the next part to A Dog's Life, A Twist Of Fate, and California Dreams. Well, anyway, on top the fic.
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"Prince Jamie, it is good to see you." Baron Jack Geller addressed the newly made king.
King James, knowing that they had no idea of what happened. Because they had ridden for two whole days and a night straight. "Why thank you, Baron Geller. Is there a place for me and my men to stay while here? It is short notice, I do admit. But, we rode here as fast as we could. There is some news that will have some major consequences on everyone."
"You and your men are most welcomed here." Sir Ross Geller replied back leaving out Chandler and whoever was with him, intentionally.
Knowing this, the prince smiled. "Good, then me and ALL of my men are to stay in the hall." He then grinned. "I expect that I and the Marquise Chandler Bing are to be given good rooms."
Ross shot Chandler a glare. "That is all very well. Hey, father, maybe the Prince can help us with the problem of Monica and her two suitors. The rich merchant, Peter Becker, and the noble and honorable knight, Sir Richard Burke." Chandler did not flinch or register any emotion on his face. Right then and there, Ross knew that he was up to something. And he would do anything to stop him from marrying his sister.
"Alright, but remember what I say is the law. I will not tolerate no interference on anyone's part." The young man replied back.
They then all rode into the castle courtyard and got off their horses. Their squires and castle stable boys stepped over to help out with the horses, by giving them food and water and grooming them. While the others went into the hall.
Once entering the hall, Chandler could see that Monica had an older, tall man with dark hair and some facial hair above his lip talking with her. He knew that it was Sir Richard Burke and he frowned.
That man was everything that he wasn't. And so much more. He was older, yes and so much more sure of himself and his name was still not soiled. If anything, he had a spotless life. And he had money, and a huge castle that rested on some of the most rich lands that he had ever seen. In short, a lot of fathers would be more than happy to give their daughter in marriage to this man.
But he was about two years older than Monica's OWN father. He had already buried a wife and had two children by her and his daughter who was Monica's age had two children herself and one on the way. It seemed to him that all he wanted her for was a trophy wife, or arm ornament. And a young girl that he could roll around with.
Monica then walked over to where they were at. "Father, Sir Richard has invited me to go for a ride. If it is no problem I will be gone for only about half an hour."
"I would say yes, but we have visitors." Jack Geller then introduced them all. "Prince Jamie, the Marquise Chandler Bing and about twenty of his men."
"Oh, then I guess I better have the maids air out the extra bedrooms and clean them up and inform the cook that there will be more for dinner. Prince Jamie, it is an honor for you and your men to be here." Monica then curtsied, never once looking toward Chandler and ran off toward the kitchen.
Chandler stood watching her with a slight smile on his face. He then frowned. She did not remember him. She did not even look at him or acknowledge him in any way shape or form. It was as if he was a stranger and she wanted nothing to do with him.
But what he did see was how familiar she was with Sir Richard Burke and how much she was flirting with him. He had tried to write her whenever he could and always did. But she got to the point of where she hardly answered him back, just recently. And when she did, it was always rushed and straight to the point and it seemed to him, looking back and thinking of how her recent letters were written, that writing to him was a chore that she did so that she wasn't being rude. He sighed.
"My little sister and Sir Richard Burke are VERY close. When you visited last here, she was starving for attention. Well, now that she has it. I mean, Sir Richard Burke really wants her as his wife. While Pete Becker is a very, very rich man, he is of no equal to Monica's rank. Sir Richard Burke is. That is why I support him to marry Monica. Father has other ideas. He wants her to be taken care of financially, and he cares nothing for rank. And that is why he is more apt for her to marry Pete Becker. But, Sir Richard is financially set enough to look after her, has rank and HIS name has NO scandal of ANY kind. Unlike YOURS." Ross then walked away to talk to his father and Prince Jamie. Chandler watched him leave, sadly. They were no longer the friends that they once were.
"Are you alright?" Joey asked worried for his friend's sake.
"Not really, I have just lost a friend. And I think I have just lost Monica. With Sir Richard hanging around her, I have no hope." Chandler told Joey.
"Everything will be alright. I mean, just turn on the charm, and you will win her over easily." Joey responded.
Chandler slouched even lower. "No, I can't. I never was around many women growing up and I really do not know how to 'charm' any woman." He then turned and looked sadly at Joey. "I am going for a walk." He then turned and left down a hall to go outside.
Joey sighed. He felt awful for his friend. Chandler's eyes showed hurt and hopelessness. Joey frowned. There must be something that he could do for him. But what?
It was later that he returned, right before supper. He sat to the left of Prince Jamie. And Joey to the left of him. They where seated right across from where Monica sat in between Pete Becker and Sir Richard Burke, laughing and flirting with the both of them. Breaking his heart the whole while. Earlier on Chandler asked earlier if she would sit besides him. He recalled what had happened.
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Kitchen
Chandler had walked down there after getting a quick bath and change of clothes. He saw Monica in the middle of the kitchen giving some last minute preparations to the whole kitchen staff. After she was finished, he walked slowly up.
"Uh, Mon…I mean, Mistress Geller, I was wondering if you would do me the honor of sitting beside me at dinner?" Chandler asked in a voice that was filled with hope. He then waited with held breath for her answer.
"Well, you are too late. I already have TWO suitors who are on either side of me." Monica then started to walk out.
"When did they ask you?" Chandler asked. He tried to keep his voice even.
"They always do. It is a given. THEY come to SEE me whenever they get a chance to. While they write once in a while, they prefer to see me in person." Monica then walked away. Leaving Chandler to digest what she said. She had said that to hit both ways.
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Chandler sighed as he ate a bit of his meat. He then looked over at Prince Jamie, no King James and remembered HIS promise to him. Maybe this night will turn out alright after all. He then started to eat a little more. There was many different kinds of fresh meats, breads, cheeses, fruits, pies, different deserts, wines, and ales.
Joey noticed the change in him and stated to feel better. Maybe, just maybe, Chandler had a plan in motion. And everything would turn out alright. He hoped so. From the moment of meeting him, all he could talk about was Monica. And all that she was. After meeting her, Joey agreed to a certain point. But, he only hoped that she was going to be worth everything that Chandler was going to have to go through.
'King' Jamie looked over at Monica. She was flirting pretty much with both Pete Becker and Sir Richard Burke. He could find another wife for Becker, that was easy enough. But Sir Richard was a problem. His service to his father and the fact that he was a highly respected knight was going to make this difficult. He really needed to get him away from her. And just how was he going to do that?
His wife, had quiet a few ladies in waiting that would serve nicely. The main one is a newly widowed young woman whose husband was a count that was killed in battle last year., or Lady Katherine, who would serve as a wife to anyone good enough. While another one who his wife was finding to be very annoying or spoiled, or Maid Bonnie, but a very rich heiress, none the less or even the Maid Emily, a very kind hearted if not obsessive young woman who happened to be from a very well to do family.
But, he was not going to give Monica in marriage just yet. After he was going to give at two of the other ladies in waiting in marriage, he was going to have Monica become his wife's newest lady in waiting. His wife would still need a lady in waiting. And that would be her. As well as another one, that did not get along too well with the Lady Nora Tyler Bing. Oh yes, Mistress Rachel. He would have her as his wife's chief lady in waiting for her and Lady Nora would still be his mother's chief lady in waiting, in short no more cat fights and squabbling. He would put Monica under Rachel. Beside this would show just how patient, obedient and loyal Chandler really was.
He then stood up and the hall became quiet. "I will first state why I am here. I come bringing some bad news. A plague descended on the capital and my brother and father both died from it. I have already been crowned king. While I am here, I expect everyone of you to declare your loyalty to me." Murmuring went around the hall. "And the second reason will be explained when my wife, the newly crowned Queen Elizabeth gets here within two weeks time. Now I am tired. I wish every one a pleasant night." He then left.
Chandler sat stunned. What about his promise to him? The king promised that he would see that he married Monica. But all he did was to tell everyone that he was king because of the plague. That was it. What was the king up to? Chandler had to know. He then got up and followed.
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King James's chambers
*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*
"ENTER!" King James's voice rang out. Chandler entered the room. Before he could say anything, "I am sorry, my friend. But, I can not give her in marriage right now. Maybe later."
"But, later will be too late!" Chandler pleaded with the king. If she stays here, she will choose out either one of her suitors, and from the way that it was starting to look, it would be Sir Richard. Maybe he could still make the king see what was about to happen.
"You are to go to your northern lands and to follow my father's orders, or now MY orders. I want those thieves and bandits gone. And those lands secured." The king said.
"But, you promised me…" Chandler was then cut off.
"Are you denying an order from your king?" King James looked hard at Chandler.
Chandler opened his mouth but shut it again. He shook his head no. He then bowed. "When do I leave.. .sire?" Now, everything was falling apart.
The young king looked into Chandler's eyes and saw the emptiness and sadness there. He then placed a hand on his shoulder. "You will leave in two and a half weeks time. Now listen carefully to my orders. My wife, the Queen Elizabeth will be arriving in ten days time, and you will escort her and her party back to Bing Stronghold after she rests up in two days time. And once doing that you will leave immediately for your northern lands or to Tyler Fortress, getting there before the ROADS become IMMPASSIBLE for an army to travel on, understand. And you will take your soon to be bride with you. She will be traveling as a lady in waiting for my wife, a NEWLY made lady in waiting. I will write on a piece of paper her name and hand it to my wife, which she will give you after you arrive at the castle. Afterwards, you are to destroy it. Understand? After you arrive, at the stronghold, you are to waste NO time. Take her on horseback no carriages or baggage carts, understand. The quicker the better. Now off to bed. I am tired." He then pushed Chandler out the door.
After he left, King Jamie sat down and wrote a note to his wife and sealed it with wax from the candle and used his royal seal or signet ring. So that no one could open it and read it and then reseal it.
He then sent for a young courier of his to deliver the message to his wife. Who he informed to come with all possible speed and to bring with her, her ladies in waiting. After the man left, it would take him four days, at the least of him riding without stop, to get the letter to the queen, and then at least six or seven for her to arrive. The king then turned in. He slept knowing that this would determine whether he was like his father or if he was his own man when it came to loyalty and obedience.
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Chandler went to the nearest tavern where he drank a bit. Joey had followed him and was trying his best to cheer him up. Finally, past the middle of the night, they were the only ones around. The only light was the dying embers from the fireplace. And those had flickering shadows to dance across the room. They were sitting in the corner not too far from the fireplace.
"Well…maybe the king found you a different woman to marry. I mean a better woman. She could even be a widow and know how to please a man in bed. I mean virgins have to be taught if you know what I mean. But not widows. I have met quite a few that taught me a few things." Joey implied.
"I will ask you a question? Would you prefer an unopened bottle of wine or wine that has been opened a few hours? Or to eat someone's food that they have already eaten or to drink from their dirty cups?" Chandler asked his friend. "I mean, I like to taste something new and refreshing. Or something that belongs only to me."
"Point taken." Joey then sighed. "So how do you think she will look and act?"
"My future wife that the king choose for me?" Chandler gave a sarcastic laugh. "Probably she will be so delicate and look driven that she will need to have mirrors all over the place. She will probably insist on ONLY the best and most recent of everything from jewelry to clothes and other fashions. Be a gossiping nag and I will probably be trying to spend as much time away from her as possible."
"That sounds like the worse kind." Joey sighed out. "If I ever marry, which I probably will not, I will get married to a very pretty, frugal, common, easy going girl that can keep a secret that has a lot of good sense. And we will have many children. But I am having too much fun just being among all of the other women."
While they were there, they saw Sir Richard with a common girl or a serving wench enter and go toward one of the bedrooms. He was going to be married to Monica? That old dirty man! He was courting her and then having a little something on the side.
Exactly ten days later, the queen arrived with her ladies in waiting and numerous guards. She was a late teen aged blond haired honey eyed woman that stood about 5 feet five inches tall. While she wore nice clothes that were made of the finest fabrics, they were conservative and were made to accentuate her finer features.
She was shown to a room where the king resided. As her three ladies in waiting where shown to their rooms. They then had a feast to welcome the guests.
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What is the king planning? Will Chandler follow his every wish? Do you even care? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!
I will add some other characters or mention if I can. Like I will add Rachel and Phoebe. They are coming, just please give me a bit. OK?
I am also going to get some of the other fics or try to at least up this week. I have at least three others in the works. Sorry if they are so slow. Like the next part to A Dog's Life, A Twist Of Fate, and California Dreams. Well, anyway, on top the fic.
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"Prince Jamie, it is good to see you." Baron Jack Geller addressed the newly made king.
King James, knowing that they had no idea of what happened. Because they had ridden for two whole days and a night straight. "Why thank you, Baron Geller. Is there a place for me and my men to stay while here? It is short notice, I do admit. But, we rode here as fast as we could. There is some news that will have some major consequences on everyone."
"You and your men are most welcomed here." Sir Ross Geller replied back leaving out Chandler and whoever was with him, intentionally.
Knowing this, the prince smiled. "Good, then me and ALL of my men are to stay in the hall." He then grinned. "I expect that I and the Marquise Chandler Bing are to be given good rooms."
Ross shot Chandler a glare. "That is all very well. Hey, father, maybe the Prince can help us with the problem of Monica and her two suitors. The rich merchant, Peter Becker, and the noble and honorable knight, Sir Richard Burke." Chandler did not flinch or register any emotion on his face. Right then and there, Ross knew that he was up to something. And he would do anything to stop him from marrying his sister.
"Alright, but remember what I say is the law. I will not tolerate no interference on anyone's part." The young man replied back.
They then all rode into the castle courtyard and got off their horses. Their squires and castle stable boys stepped over to help out with the horses, by giving them food and water and grooming them. While the others went into the hall.
Once entering the hall, Chandler could see that Monica had an older, tall man with dark hair and some facial hair above his lip talking with her. He knew that it was Sir Richard Burke and he frowned.
That man was everything that he wasn't. And so much more. He was older, yes and so much more sure of himself and his name was still not soiled. If anything, he had a spotless life. And he had money, and a huge castle that rested on some of the most rich lands that he had ever seen. In short, a lot of fathers would be more than happy to give their daughter in marriage to this man.
But he was about two years older than Monica's OWN father. He had already buried a wife and had two children by her and his daughter who was Monica's age had two children herself and one on the way. It seemed to him that all he wanted her for was a trophy wife, or arm ornament. And a young girl that he could roll around with.
Monica then walked over to where they were at. "Father, Sir Richard has invited me to go for a ride. If it is no problem I will be gone for only about half an hour."
"I would say yes, but we have visitors." Jack Geller then introduced them all. "Prince Jamie, the Marquise Chandler Bing and about twenty of his men."
"Oh, then I guess I better have the maids air out the extra bedrooms and clean them up and inform the cook that there will be more for dinner. Prince Jamie, it is an honor for you and your men to be here." Monica then curtsied, never once looking toward Chandler and ran off toward the kitchen.
Chandler stood watching her with a slight smile on his face. He then frowned. She did not remember him. She did not even look at him or acknowledge him in any way shape or form. It was as if he was a stranger and she wanted nothing to do with him.
But what he did see was how familiar she was with Sir Richard Burke and how much she was flirting with him. He had tried to write her whenever he could and always did. But she got to the point of where she hardly answered him back, just recently. And when she did, it was always rushed and straight to the point and it seemed to him, looking back and thinking of how her recent letters were written, that writing to him was a chore that she did so that she wasn't being rude. He sighed.
"My little sister and Sir Richard Burke are VERY close. When you visited last here, she was starving for attention. Well, now that she has it. I mean, Sir Richard Burke really wants her as his wife. While Pete Becker is a very, very rich man, he is of no equal to Monica's rank. Sir Richard Burke is. That is why I support him to marry Monica. Father has other ideas. He wants her to be taken care of financially, and he cares nothing for rank. And that is why he is more apt for her to marry Pete Becker. But, Sir Richard is financially set enough to look after her, has rank and HIS name has NO scandal of ANY kind. Unlike YOURS." Ross then walked away to talk to his father and Prince Jamie. Chandler watched him leave, sadly. They were no longer the friends that they once were.
"Are you alright?" Joey asked worried for his friend's sake.
"Not really, I have just lost a friend. And I think I have just lost Monica. With Sir Richard hanging around her, I have no hope." Chandler told Joey.
"Everything will be alright. I mean, just turn on the charm, and you will win her over easily." Joey responded.
Chandler slouched even lower. "No, I can't. I never was around many women growing up and I really do not know how to 'charm' any woman." He then turned and looked sadly at Joey. "I am going for a walk." He then turned and left down a hall to go outside.
Joey sighed. He felt awful for his friend. Chandler's eyes showed hurt and hopelessness. Joey frowned. There must be something that he could do for him. But what?
It was later that he returned, right before supper. He sat to the left of Prince Jamie. And Joey to the left of him. They where seated right across from where Monica sat in between Pete Becker and Sir Richard Burke, laughing and flirting with the both of them. Breaking his heart the whole while. Earlier on Chandler asked earlier if she would sit besides him. He recalled what had happened.
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Kitchen
Chandler had walked down there after getting a quick bath and change of clothes. He saw Monica in the middle of the kitchen giving some last minute preparations to the whole kitchen staff. After she was finished, he walked slowly up.
"Uh, Mon…I mean, Mistress Geller, I was wondering if you would do me the honor of sitting beside me at dinner?" Chandler asked in a voice that was filled with hope. He then waited with held breath for her answer.
"Well, you are too late. I already have TWO suitors who are on either side of me." Monica then started to walk out.
"When did they ask you?" Chandler asked. He tried to keep his voice even.
"They always do. It is a given. THEY come to SEE me whenever they get a chance to. While they write once in a while, they prefer to see me in person." Monica then walked away. Leaving Chandler to digest what she said. She had said that to hit both ways.
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Chandler sighed as he ate a bit of his meat. He then looked over at Prince Jamie, no King James and remembered HIS promise to him. Maybe this night will turn out alright after all. He then started to eat a little more. There was many different kinds of fresh meats, breads, cheeses, fruits, pies, different deserts, wines, and ales.
Joey noticed the change in him and stated to feel better. Maybe, just maybe, Chandler had a plan in motion. And everything would turn out alright. He hoped so. From the moment of meeting him, all he could talk about was Monica. And all that she was. After meeting her, Joey agreed to a certain point. But, he only hoped that she was going to be worth everything that Chandler was going to have to go through.
'King' Jamie looked over at Monica. She was flirting pretty much with both Pete Becker and Sir Richard Burke. He could find another wife for Becker, that was easy enough. But Sir Richard was a problem. His service to his father and the fact that he was a highly respected knight was going to make this difficult. He really needed to get him away from her. And just how was he going to do that?
His wife, had quiet a few ladies in waiting that would serve nicely. The main one is a newly widowed young woman whose husband was a count that was killed in battle last year., or Lady Katherine, who would serve as a wife to anyone good enough. While another one who his wife was finding to be very annoying or spoiled, or Maid Bonnie, but a very rich heiress, none the less or even the Maid Emily, a very kind hearted if not obsessive young woman who happened to be from a very well to do family.
But, he was not going to give Monica in marriage just yet. After he was going to give at two of the other ladies in waiting in marriage, he was going to have Monica become his wife's newest lady in waiting. His wife would still need a lady in waiting. And that would be her. As well as another one, that did not get along too well with the Lady Nora Tyler Bing. Oh yes, Mistress Rachel. He would have her as his wife's chief lady in waiting for her and Lady Nora would still be his mother's chief lady in waiting, in short no more cat fights and squabbling. He would put Monica under Rachel. Beside this would show just how patient, obedient and loyal Chandler really was.
He then stood up and the hall became quiet. "I will first state why I am here. I come bringing some bad news. A plague descended on the capital and my brother and father both died from it. I have already been crowned king. While I am here, I expect everyone of you to declare your loyalty to me." Murmuring went around the hall. "And the second reason will be explained when my wife, the newly crowned Queen Elizabeth gets here within two weeks time. Now I am tired. I wish every one a pleasant night." He then left.
Chandler sat stunned. What about his promise to him? The king promised that he would see that he married Monica. But all he did was to tell everyone that he was king because of the plague. That was it. What was the king up to? Chandler had to know. He then got up and followed.
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King James's chambers
*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK*
"ENTER!" King James's voice rang out. Chandler entered the room. Before he could say anything, "I am sorry, my friend. But, I can not give her in marriage right now. Maybe later."
"But, later will be too late!" Chandler pleaded with the king. If she stays here, she will choose out either one of her suitors, and from the way that it was starting to look, it would be Sir Richard. Maybe he could still make the king see what was about to happen.
"You are to go to your northern lands and to follow my father's orders, or now MY orders. I want those thieves and bandits gone. And those lands secured." The king said.
"But, you promised me…" Chandler was then cut off.
"Are you denying an order from your king?" King James looked hard at Chandler.
Chandler opened his mouth but shut it again. He shook his head no. He then bowed. "When do I leave.. .sire?" Now, everything was falling apart.
The young king looked into Chandler's eyes and saw the emptiness and sadness there. He then placed a hand on his shoulder. "You will leave in two and a half weeks time. Now listen carefully to my orders. My wife, the Queen Elizabeth will be arriving in ten days time, and you will escort her and her party back to Bing Stronghold after she rests up in two days time. And once doing that you will leave immediately for your northern lands or to Tyler Fortress, getting there before the ROADS become IMMPASSIBLE for an army to travel on, understand. And you will take your soon to be bride with you. She will be traveling as a lady in waiting for my wife, a NEWLY made lady in waiting. I will write on a piece of paper her name and hand it to my wife, which she will give you after you arrive at the castle. Afterwards, you are to destroy it. Understand? After you arrive, at the stronghold, you are to waste NO time. Take her on horseback no carriages or baggage carts, understand. The quicker the better. Now off to bed. I am tired." He then pushed Chandler out the door.
After he left, King Jamie sat down and wrote a note to his wife and sealed it with wax from the candle and used his royal seal or signet ring. So that no one could open it and read it and then reseal it.
He then sent for a young courier of his to deliver the message to his wife. Who he informed to come with all possible speed and to bring with her, her ladies in waiting. After the man left, it would take him four days, at the least of him riding without stop, to get the letter to the queen, and then at least six or seven for her to arrive. The king then turned in. He slept knowing that this would determine whether he was like his father or if he was his own man when it came to loyalty and obedience.
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Chandler went to the nearest tavern where he drank a bit. Joey had followed him and was trying his best to cheer him up. Finally, past the middle of the night, they were the only ones around. The only light was the dying embers from the fireplace. And those had flickering shadows to dance across the room. They were sitting in the corner not too far from the fireplace.
"Well…maybe the king found you a different woman to marry. I mean a better woman. She could even be a widow and know how to please a man in bed. I mean virgins have to be taught if you know what I mean. But not widows. I have met quite a few that taught me a few things." Joey implied.
"I will ask you a question? Would you prefer an unopened bottle of wine or wine that has been opened a few hours? Or to eat someone's food that they have already eaten or to drink from their dirty cups?" Chandler asked his friend. "I mean, I like to taste something new and refreshing. Or something that belongs only to me."
"Point taken." Joey then sighed. "So how do you think she will look and act?"
"My future wife that the king choose for me?" Chandler gave a sarcastic laugh. "Probably she will be so delicate and look driven that she will need to have mirrors all over the place. She will probably insist on ONLY the best and most recent of everything from jewelry to clothes and other fashions. Be a gossiping nag and I will probably be trying to spend as much time away from her as possible."
"That sounds like the worse kind." Joey sighed out. "If I ever marry, which I probably will not, I will get married to a very pretty, frugal, common, easy going girl that can keep a secret that has a lot of good sense. And we will have many children. But I am having too much fun just being among all of the other women."
While they were there, they saw Sir Richard with a common girl or a serving wench enter and go toward one of the bedrooms. He was going to be married to Monica? That old dirty man! He was courting her and then having a little something on the side.
Exactly ten days later, the queen arrived with her ladies in waiting and numerous guards. She was a late teen aged blond haired honey eyed woman that stood about 5 feet five inches tall. While she wore nice clothes that were made of the finest fabrics, they were conservative and were made to accentuate her finer features.
She was shown to a room where the king resided. As her three ladies in waiting where shown to their rooms. They then had a feast to welcome the guests.
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What is the king planning? Will Chandler follow his every wish? Do you even care? PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!