Chapter Two
Some weeks later when Prince Francis was walking to meeting that he had to go to, to help his Father to get a treaty with Spain sorted out, he heard the sound of retching coming from their bathroom. He hurried to the room only to find out that Marie had been there all morning.
"Good God Marie!" Francis cries "Are you quite alright?"
With her head in the bassinet Marie mutters "I'm fine"
Francis starts to massage her back to try and soothe her as he says to her "my dear, you are far from fine I will fetch the physician." Marie shakes her head to try and dissuade her husband but was unsuccessful as he says "how long has this been going on for?" she answers his with a muttered "four weeks" "I'll be right back." Francis hurried to his Father and could tell that the King was busy but interrupted anyway. "Father Marie needs a physician immediately" "boy you should have been at the meeting" and paused as he realised what his son had said "why?" Marie has been ill for four weeks and neither of us know why" "Of course son – you there. Call the physician for the Princess at once!" "Yes your Majesty" the servant replies.
