A/N: Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters expect for Pierre
Shalope
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"Excuse me!" Henry called out to a maid "Could you please prepare a bedroom for this lady? It must be fit for the Queen to be in!"
"Fit for the Queen to be in?" Danielle hissed to Henry out of the corner of her mouth "Why did you say that?"
She was very nervous about being in the palace and Henry could see that so he tried to soothe her, "Don't worry, it's just that some of these maids only do the rooms half-way done, so you have to tell them that. Just relax okay dearest?"
Danielle tried to relax and she smiled at Henry trying her hardest to relax. "Where are we going now?"
"We'll go to my study and have a look at the whip marks" Henry turned away as he heard a voice calling to him.
"Your Highness, would you like some refreshments?" a man in the palace uniform of red asked.
Henry turned back to Danielle "Wait here for a second okay?" He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and walked over to the man. "No thankyou, we will not be needing refreshments, but could you make sure nobody disturbs me in my study?'
"Of course Highness"
Henry turned away from the man ignoring his sly wink and walked over to Danielle. She was standing with her back to him looking out a window, at the stables, where it was always busy. Henry started to walk to her when he stopped, there was blood on the back of her dress, the whip marks are worse then she let on Henry thought angrily.
"Danielle!" He called
She turned around to face him, her eyes shining with excitement "Oh Henry look at all the horses! Aren't they wonderful!" when she had been a little girl she had always loved horses and had longed for a stallion of her own all her life, but her father had kept them for breeding.
"Danielle, we can go riding later but right now we need to have a look at your back, there's blood coming through the dress!"
Danielle paled and quickly walked over to him 'Is it really noticeable?" she asked worried, not wanting to stand out.
"No, but come on! It will be in a while!"
They walked through a maze of corridors, with torches lighting the way. Danielle constantly wanted to stop and look out the window or at the tapestries but she knew she needed to get the dress off and look at her wounds.
They finally stopped in front of a pair of doors, who, to tell you the truth didn't look the least bit important. They were plain brown wood with no carvings and normal door handles. Danielle took a liking to them immediately, they were like her, they didn't fit in here.
Henry opened them and Danielle stepped into the room gazing in wonder. It was a medium sized room with a fireplace, which was not currently in use. There was a huge bookshelf to the left of you when you walked in the door full of books, and straight in front of you was a window with deep red velvet curtains. The window was looking out onto the village. To the right of you was a love seat (A/N: I think that's what you call them) which was the same colour as the curtains.
"It's beautiful" Danielle finally managed to gasp. "It's the best room I've seen in the palace!"
"You think so?" Henry asked pleased it had taken him a while to get it to his liking, but now he was proud of it.
"Oh yes! It's perfect, reminds me of a room we used to have in the manor, before my father died. He used to take me in there when it was raining and he had some spare time and tell me fairytales of princes marring poor girls. Now I have my own fairy tale" she ended in a whisper.
Henry stood there for a second, marveling once again at how she can have so much passion in her memories that she can stir something inside him. He used to think it was jealousy, but now he realized it was longing. "Well then" he said briskly shaking off the last of his thoughts, "it's time to have a look at your back" he shut and locked the door behind him and walked over to her. "Take off your dress"
Danielle sighed unhappily but obeyed. She slipped off the magnificent red gown and was left in her underclothes, she turned her back to Henry and he slowly peeled away the material.
She hissed in pain when he had to peel cloth away from the wounds, he gasped in horror when he saw her back. Danielle was puzzled surely it shouldn't be as bad as he was acting. "What?" she asked in confusion trying to see her back.
"I thought you said it wasn't bad," he said, trembling in rage.
"It isn't, it's not as bad as I've had before"
"It's infected for Christ's sake Danielle! Not as bad as you had before!"
Danielle was still puzzled, sure, she had no idea that it was infected but why was he acting as if it would kill her? "So?" she reached to feel her back and when she pulled her arm off the wounds and looked at it she had to fight the nausea. Her hand had blood and pus all over it. "I had no idea it was like that!" she voiced faintly.
"I'll get a doctor" Henry promised moving to the door.
"No!" Danielle yelled panicked, it was bad enough that the King and Queen knew, but the public knowing too! "There are three servants at the manor, please go and get the two women, but look after Maurice please! They'll know what to do about my back"
"But, surly the court physicians know more than them, it would be better to get one of ours" Henry objected
"No, I refuse to see anyone but them"
Henry rubbed his eyes, something he was doing a lot lately, he thought with a rueful grin. "Alright, I'll send some of my men, and they'll watch this Maurice"
Danielle almost fainted with relief, "Thankyou Henry, thankyou!"
"That's alright" he gruffly replied "Now put your dress back on and I'll get a messanger." Danielle hurriedly got dressed not wanting gossip spreading about her.
Then she realized something, "Henry, could you possibly get them to send a dress here, even a servants dress, the blood is coming through remember?"
Henry strode over to the door and opened, then he gave an angry shout, the servant who Henry had talked to earlier was lying on the ground outside, trying to hear Henry and Danielle's conversation.
The man leaped up, and started running with Henry in pursuit. Henry finally gave up when the man left the grounds of the palace. Chest heaving, he waved his own maid over.
"Yes, your Highness" she asked bobbing a curtsy
"Who.who was that man...I was chasing?" Henry managed to gasp out
"Why, that was Pierre Shalope highness"
"Thankyou, and could you please send down a dress to my study" and with that Henry left.
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A/N: Please review, or I'll sent the dogs on you.
Don't flame me, this is my first story
HorseLuva
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"Excuse me!" Henry called out to a maid "Could you please prepare a bedroom for this lady? It must be fit for the Queen to be in!"
"Fit for the Queen to be in?" Danielle hissed to Henry out of the corner of her mouth "Why did you say that?"
She was very nervous about being in the palace and Henry could see that so he tried to soothe her, "Don't worry, it's just that some of these maids only do the rooms half-way done, so you have to tell them that. Just relax okay dearest?"
Danielle tried to relax and she smiled at Henry trying her hardest to relax. "Where are we going now?"
"We'll go to my study and have a look at the whip marks" Henry turned away as he heard a voice calling to him.
"Your Highness, would you like some refreshments?" a man in the palace uniform of red asked.
Henry turned back to Danielle "Wait here for a second okay?" He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and walked over to the man. "No thankyou, we will not be needing refreshments, but could you make sure nobody disturbs me in my study?'
"Of course Highness"
Henry turned away from the man ignoring his sly wink and walked over to Danielle. She was standing with her back to him looking out a window, at the stables, where it was always busy. Henry started to walk to her when he stopped, there was blood on the back of her dress, the whip marks are worse then she let on Henry thought angrily.
"Danielle!" He called
She turned around to face him, her eyes shining with excitement "Oh Henry look at all the horses! Aren't they wonderful!" when she had been a little girl she had always loved horses and had longed for a stallion of her own all her life, but her father had kept them for breeding.
"Danielle, we can go riding later but right now we need to have a look at your back, there's blood coming through the dress!"
Danielle paled and quickly walked over to him 'Is it really noticeable?" she asked worried, not wanting to stand out.
"No, but come on! It will be in a while!"
They walked through a maze of corridors, with torches lighting the way. Danielle constantly wanted to stop and look out the window or at the tapestries but she knew she needed to get the dress off and look at her wounds.
They finally stopped in front of a pair of doors, who, to tell you the truth didn't look the least bit important. They were plain brown wood with no carvings and normal door handles. Danielle took a liking to them immediately, they were like her, they didn't fit in here.
Henry opened them and Danielle stepped into the room gazing in wonder. It was a medium sized room with a fireplace, which was not currently in use. There was a huge bookshelf to the left of you when you walked in the door full of books, and straight in front of you was a window with deep red velvet curtains. The window was looking out onto the village. To the right of you was a love seat (A/N: I think that's what you call them) which was the same colour as the curtains.
"It's beautiful" Danielle finally managed to gasp. "It's the best room I've seen in the palace!"
"You think so?" Henry asked pleased it had taken him a while to get it to his liking, but now he was proud of it.
"Oh yes! It's perfect, reminds me of a room we used to have in the manor, before my father died. He used to take me in there when it was raining and he had some spare time and tell me fairytales of princes marring poor girls. Now I have my own fairy tale" she ended in a whisper.
Henry stood there for a second, marveling once again at how she can have so much passion in her memories that she can stir something inside him. He used to think it was jealousy, but now he realized it was longing. "Well then" he said briskly shaking off the last of his thoughts, "it's time to have a look at your back" he shut and locked the door behind him and walked over to her. "Take off your dress"
Danielle sighed unhappily but obeyed. She slipped off the magnificent red gown and was left in her underclothes, she turned her back to Henry and he slowly peeled away the material.
She hissed in pain when he had to peel cloth away from the wounds, he gasped in horror when he saw her back. Danielle was puzzled surely it shouldn't be as bad as he was acting. "What?" she asked in confusion trying to see her back.
"I thought you said it wasn't bad," he said, trembling in rage.
"It isn't, it's not as bad as I've had before"
"It's infected for Christ's sake Danielle! Not as bad as you had before!"
Danielle was still puzzled, sure, she had no idea that it was infected but why was he acting as if it would kill her? "So?" she reached to feel her back and when she pulled her arm off the wounds and looked at it she had to fight the nausea. Her hand had blood and pus all over it. "I had no idea it was like that!" she voiced faintly.
"I'll get a doctor" Henry promised moving to the door.
"No!" Danielle yelled panicked, it was bad enough that the King and Queen knew, but the public knowing too! "There are three servants at the manor, please go and get the two women, but look after Maurice please! They'll know what to do about my back"
"But, surly the court physicians know more than them, it would be better to get one of ours" Henry objected
"No, I refuse to see anyone but them"
Henry rubbed his eyes, something he was doing a lot lately, he thought with a rueful grin. "Alright, I'll send some of my men, and they'll watch this Maurice"
Danielle almost fainted with relief, "Thankyou Henry, thankyou!"
"That's alright" he gruffly replied "Now put your dress back on and I'll get a messanger." Danielle hurriedly got dressed not wanting gossip spreading about her.
Then she realized something, "Henry, could you possibly get them to send a dress here, even a servants dress, the blood is coming through remember?"
Henry strode over to the door and opened, then he gave an angry shout, the servant who Henry had talked to earlier was lying on the ground outside, trying to hear Henry and Danielle's conversation.
The man leaped up, and started running with Henry in pursuit. Henry finally gave up when the man left the grounds of the palace. Chest heaving, he waved his own maid over.
"Yes, your Highness" she asked bobbing a curtsy
"Who.who was that man...I was chasing?" Henry managed to gasp out
"Why, that was Pierre Shalope highness"
"Thankyou, and could you please send down a dress to my study" and with that Henry left.
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A/N: Please review, or I'll sent the dogs on you.
Don't flame me, this is my first story
HorseLuva