AN: Hello my lovelies. I hope you enjoyed all of the drama that happened the last chapter. This chapter takes place about a month after last chapters events, so Mary has been back in the castle since her capture for two months. I am going to continue with the multiple POV cus that works best and I can write way more. Anyway so here is the next installment of Royaly IN Love. Disclaimer I don't own any of the Reign characters, they are their own people and some of their actions are created by the lovely people at the CW.
Mary POV
I have been back at the castle now for two months and I now can stand to be around Francis. Now when he touches me I don't flinch and every time he talks to me it brightens up my day. We go on walks every day in the gardens. I don't know wether or not it is because he wants to get to know me better before we get married or if he wants to make sure I am safe. Eather way it makes me happy to know he is not off with that tramp Olivia. Francis and I are supposed to be married by the end of the month, but the Vatican still has to come and allow us to be wed. I am just giddy that I will get to spend my life with the love of my life. Francis. My ladies walk in, pulling me out of my thoughts, to get me ready for the day. " How are you today Mary?" Greer asks. " I feel better than I have since my return, I think I might actually be able to talk to another man beside Francis." My voice is truthful I really do hope to have the chance to talk to king Henry today about my wedding. " well you will have your chance soon enough with the ball tonight. I'm sure everyone will want to know how you are doing after what transpired all those months ago. And all of the nobles who have come for your union with Francis will surely want to dance with you." Said Lola. " I don't know it I am comfortable dancing by myself with them. I still get anxious dancing with Francis, but then I remember he had nothing to do with any of this." My voice wavers as the memories come crashing in like waves in the ocean. " well I think that you should not keep Francis waiting. He might begin to worry. What shall we put you in?'' asks Kenna. The girls put me in a white dress with gold details. It is absolutely marvelous! It hugs my upper frame but loses at the hips. I don't think Francis will be able to keep his eyes off me during our walk. " I think you are ready to be seen by your future husband." Says Kenna. We all walk out together and then part ways. I make my way down to the entrance of the gardens and I see Francis there waiting for me. He is talking to some one but I don't know who. And then as I come closer to him and come into his view I see her. Olivia. " Mary. There you are. Are you ready to go on our walk?" his eyes are diverting from Olivias penetrating gaze to my soft and pitiful gaze. Why cant Olivia just leave us alone to be happy? " Yes I am, my love." I make sure to put extra meaning on the 'my love' say that Francis and I love each other." He only loves you because you got kidnapped. Trust me the moment you to are married he will come crawling back to me. He always doses." Her voice feels like daggers in my heart. But I ignore her words. " you will not speak to your future queen like that. And you will not poison our happiness with lies, just because you are unhappy." Francis speaks as though I am the most important thing in the would to him. He speaks with such confidence that it would scare Lions. Before she can refute him he pulls us both into the gardens leaving her slack-jawed and nothing but a trap for flies. Once we are far enough away Francis brakes the silence. " I am so sorry Mary. She had no right to say the things she did, or to even bring up your pain and talk about it so vaguely." His voice is filled with sorrow and remorse." When I first returned what she said I believed was true. That you were just nice to me because of what happened, and you felt pitty for me. But I know now that what she said was all a lie. Because no one has ever stood up for me like that. And I was sure that you wouldn't stand up to her because of your past with each other. I know now that you love me and would never leave me." He doesn't argue with me because he knows that I speak the truth. We continue our walk and talk about anything but what just happened. Wee talk about the wedding, our future, France, Scotland, and he tells me how much he loves me constantly. We finish our walk and part ways to get ready for the ball to welcome the cardinal who has come to discuss mine and Francis's wedding.
Francis' POV
I walk to my chambers to get ready for tonight's celebrations, just another reason to wast Frances money. I had a splendid walk with Mary. We talked about our future together and our children, and even a small trip to Scotland after we were married. I walk into my chambers with a smile on my face from thinking about all of the happy memories I will make with Mary. And then I see her. A women whom I should have banished from court long ago, Olivia. " what are you doing in here? I thought I told you I never wanted to see you again!" my voice is filled with rage. " I thought you would like to have one last night with me before you must Mary that whore, seeing as how much you seemed to like me when she was gone for all of those months." Her voice is playful and seductive but I won't let her venom trick me again." I am quite happy without you in my life. Now if you wouldn't mind I would like you to leave so I can get ready for the ball that I will gladly accompany my wife to." And with that, she leaves me to get dressed, but not before walking past me so I can smell how disgusting she smells. I used to enjoy the sent, roses. But now I only want to enjoy one women's sent, Mary's. Mary smells like honey and vanilla and roses. A sent that alerts me of her presence and one that I cant wait to wake up next to. I dress in one of my finer jackets keeping in mind how many people will see me. I leave my room to go and gather Mary to walk her to the ball. She has requested that I don't leave her alone tonight, that I am the only one to dance with her. I did not question her actions, she only made me happy to know that I get to spend all night by her side. But I am a little intrigued as to why she asked me to do such a thing. Maybe I will ask her when we are walking to the ballroom. I arrive at her room and knock on the large wooden door. I am greeted by the bright smiling face of my future bride. She looks absolutely ravishing. I think it won't is so hard for me to not let her out of my sight. We walk into the ballroom and are announced. All eyes are on us as we enter. We make our way around the large room talking to any nobles and servents that approach us. Have found it quite easy not to let Mary out of my sight so far. Then the English ambassador walks up to us." Queen Mary, dauphin, I was wondering if queen Mary would like to dance with me, if that is alright with you dauphin?" his voice was mock full each time he said 'dauphan' like he was of higher power than me. I feel Mary tense beside me and know instantly why she dose so. " I am so sorry to say the queen and I were just about to dance, as acoustome that we dance at each celebration'', I could see the anger and frustration welling up in his eyes as his hads turned into fidts," Mary," I said holding out my hand for her to take so we could dance. Without hesitation, she grabed my hand and we strolled on to the dance floor. Happy as can be. " Francis, thank you for doing that. I know your father will patrionize you for it later, but thank you." Mary whispered in my ear so only I could hear her words." Anything for you, my love." Out of the corner of my eye I see Olivia, her face is fuming red but I could care less. I am dancing with the woman I love, the woman that I shall mary come months end, te women who will be the mother to my children, a queen in her birthright and the woman whom I obey with all of my heart.
Olivia POV
I storm out of the ballroom and almost run to my chambers. I am so disgusted at the thought of that whore dancing with my lover. Maybe if he knew he would love me again. I decide I shall tell him at the end of the week of my news. Though I cannot be sure until the end of the month when I will have missed my monthly bleeding for the third month. I undress and crawl into bed. My had falls to my slightly swollen stomach as I lie in the dark. I think about all of the happy memories I have with Francis. Then it dawns on me like the light of the new day. I was the un announced mistress of the dauphin of France, that I was carrying his bastard child. And with that, a smile creeps up on my face in the light of the moon.
AN: I know, I know I am so cruel. So Lola won't have Francis child, but Olivia might. That word might could mean the difference between a Fralivia baby and a Frary baby. And no I don't ship Olivia and Francis. So I need you guys to continue to read and review. Because if you don't review I have no idea if anyone is still reading my story. So I have a question for you all. When and if I do write the Frary wedding would you like me to go with what the she says happens and do it all for Marys and Francis POV or make my own wedding for them? Please let me know and expect a wedding soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!
-MR