Brienne Of Scotland

by CalvinHobbesGatsby

AU: House Tarth are Scottish nobles. When Mary, Queen of Scots returns to Scotland. When her ship crashes on the Scottish coast, she is rescued by Brienne who pledges her service as a Queensguard. As Mary faces threats from Scots who want her gone & Queen Elizabeth I, she leans on Brienne more & more as a passionate love develops between them that could save of destroy Scotland.

2. Brienne & Her Father

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LORD SELWYN TARTH- IAN MCKELLEN

Tarth estate. Edinburgh, Kingdom of Scotland.

The sweat flew off Brienne's face like drops of rain upon the Earth. She continued to grip onto her longsword as she hacked away at the dummy. It was quite unladylike for her to be passing her time in such a manner, but lady Brienne had never cared much for acting like a proper noble lady; even though she was one. While most women were age were focused on embroidery and child bearing, Brienne focused on her swordsmanship and her horse riding.

Since she had been a little girl, Brienne had always wanted to be a knight. Her governess had always told her the most wonderful stories about knights and how noble they were. Brienne had made the code of chivalry the guide of her life and had never broken it willingly. Rather than try to find a worthy suitor, Lady Brienne was content to fight and ride horses. As she was engaged in a bitter duel with her false foe, she heard footsteps behind her. Brienne turned to see that the footsteps in question were those of her father: Lord Selwyn Tarth. He had once been an English lord, pledging fealty to Henry the eighth and his son and heir, Edward the sixth. After Edward he died, Lord Selwyn had thrown in his lot with the lady Jane Grey. She had lost her head which caused Selwyn to seek asylum in Scotland.

"I feel a great swell of pity for your false foe." The lord said with a chuckle.

"As you should, father." Brienne replied with a chuckle as she laid her sword down to allow herself a rest.

"I have received news from my allies within the Catholic faction: Mary, Queen of Scots is sailing towards Scotland as we speak. Lord Selwyn explained as his daughter's eyes went wide.

"Are you certain of this?" Brienne asked as she was now giving her full attention to what her father had to say.

"Information gained from spies and snitches can never be certain." Selwyn admitted. "It could be the truth, or it could be misinformation to stir up the Protestants. One never knows...but if it is true...this is our chance. To gain favor of Scotland's rightful queen would secure our position."

"That may be difficult considering that we are Protestants ourselves, you tried to gain favor with Marie De Guise to no avail." Brienne reminded her father.

"Thankfully, Mary is nothing like her mother." The Lord replied as he walked closer to his daughter. "The word in France was that Mary was for religious tolerance as long as one's loyalty to the crown was assured; she was certainly more open minded then that dwarfish bastard she called a husband. Honestly, Francis Valois being slain was a godsend if ever there was one."

"The death of a king is not a trivial thing, father." Lady Brienne chided her father as he chuckled at the through of King Francis dying.

"Certainly not, but it is something to be celebrated when said death brings you safety." He argued.

"If you have a point father, I pray that you shall get to it." She shot back.

"My point is that if the house of Tarth intends to survive, we must make friends with the most powerful people in Scotland and Mary Stuart is one such person." Selwyn pointed out as he held his daughter's hands. "You must find Queen Mary and pledge yourself to her service. With the Queen of Scotland on our side, no other lord or clan will be able to oppose us; not clan Gordon, not the Earl of Bothwell, no one."

"If I pledge myself to a monarch, it will be because I believe in them, not to raise your station." Brienne replied coldly as her father heaved a sigh.

"My daughter, I will not always be around to protect you and one day, you will need to fend for yourself; not just on the battlefield, but in the duel of life as well." Lord Selwyn explained wistfully. "There is no greater purpose in all the world than survival. Everything else in life are means in pursuit of that objective." Brienne heaved a sigh of her own as she knew that she would have to do as her father bade her. She had no idea what to expect from Mary, Queen of Scots and could only hope that she was more open minded about Protestants than her mother had been.

NEXT TIME, BRIENNE MEETS THE QUEEN OF SCOTS. REVIEWS NEEDED AND APPRECIATED