1Disclamer: I don't own Ever After. I wish I did, it is one of the most beautiful stories of love ever told.
Summary: This is written in Jacquline's POV right after she tells Prince Henry who Danielle has been sold to.
I did not know that I had ended up falling asleep. It was broad dyalight when I awoke in the dusty stable. I looked around wondering where I was. Then I rememberd the events of last night. I heard Mother and Margruitte aruging downstairs. " Darling, we shall right this wrong" Mother yelled. Margruitte looked gleeful when I came downstairs. " What have we here"? She asked. Then a carrige pulled up outside our manor. Mother opened the door. "The queen of France requests an audience with the Barrneess and her daughters. Her Majesty demanded that you arrive in style" the man finished. "Well then in style we shall be" Mother replied. Marguritte squealed as I closed the door behind them.
Soon, we arrived in the court and then were escorted to the throne room. I scanned the room and there was Richard. He looked me up and down and silently formed the words "Are you well"? With his lips. I managed to shake my head. His eyes gazed at me with a tenderness I had never known before. I wanted to run from Mother and Marguritte and only be with him, my love.
The King questioned Mother about her lying to the Queen. After several seconds she admitted that she had. Then the King said "Are they always like this" when Mother and Marguritte were having a blazing row. I shyly replied "Oh much worse your majesty". Mother rounded on me like an angry hippo. "Jacquline dear, I would hate to think that you had anything to do with this" "Oh No Mother" I responded, the sacrasim clear in my voice. "I'm only here for the food"
Richard turned and ran towards me and scooped me into his arms. He spun me around in fromt of the entire court. Then the Prince addressed Margruitte. "I would like you to meet my wife" Danielle came out wearing a golden crown and red velvet gown.
I embraced Richard and cried into his shoulder. "Who are you Sir" Mother addressed Richard. He looked at her with the utmost haterade in his eyes. "I love your daughter Milay" he said. Mother looked dumfounded. "Who could ever love Jacquline? She is so dull" Apon hearing these words, I turned and ran from the room
