I WATCHED S3x4 YESTERDAY IT WAS EMOTIONAL BUT TOOK QUITE A LONG TIME TO GET TO THE MAIN PART. NEVER MIND; I AM JUST WORRIED ABOUT WHAT THE PRISE WILL BE. OKAY GUYS I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS, FRARY SCENES WILL BE VERY LIMITED IN THE CHAPTERS TO COME BUT DON'T WORRY; NOTHING TOO BAD WILL HAPPEN.

Mary enjoyed the wind brushing her face as she galloped across the broad hills as the flowers sprang from the ground in the spring weather. She looked back to see the castle clear out of view and Conde smiling behind her; her horse was quicker than his. They were racing wildly fast and Mary's spirit obviously didn't like losing; little did she know that Conde found her beautifully attractive.

Eventually, after many teasing smiles, Mary stopped and slowly trotted waiting for Conde to catch up.

"You look radiant." Conde said as he trotted beside her; Mary blushed.

"You look worn out." Mary laughed.

"Really?" Conde teased. "So do you when you're at court."

"It does wear me out…thank you…for getting me away for a little while." Mary said sincerely.

"Anytime, Mary."

"Go on; I will let you have a head start." Mary smiled.

"You're hilarious." Conde retorted at Mary's raillery.

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Francis had dealt with the nobles alone today; he wondered where Mary had disappeared to since this morning but didn't let himself get too attached; he knew Mary needed her time to cleanse herself of the nightmares. So Francis opted to visit his son only to find him sound asleep; usually Francis visits him before court meetings so he can play with John or hold him but this morning he was ran of his feet. Today it seemed he would have to settle for rocking his cot, too and from.

"Francis!" Lola beamed as she saw him.

"Hello Lola, how are you?"

"I am well thanks to Mary."

"Mary?" Francis wondered.

"Yes. Mary spent the morning with John; she must have noticed how tired I have been lately with John. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep thanks to her. The wet nurses said Mary took to John immediately… I am glad everything is well between us." Lola said with glee.

Francis was taken back with Mary's response to John, no wonder he hadn't seen her. Mary had bonded with his son; her godson. Immediately his worries vanished.

"Did the wet nurses say where Mary went after?" Francis asked eagerly.

"They mentioned her heading to the stables." Lola said.

She should be back soon then- Francis thought excitedly.

"How has John been lately? I know I haven't been around in the last couple of days."

"John is lively as you know well. He started kicking his legs out on my hips; it won't be long till he starts to crawl." Lola smiled down at her son as did Francis.

"He's growing so fast." Francis commented.

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Bash had decided to stop at an inn for the night; the three amigos had travelled all day and were exhausted. When Kenna got off her horse; her legs were so numb she lost her balance and fell into the mud; Jeffery of course chuckled but Bash held his glare from the morning's events.

Now, however Kenna sat on the double peasant bed waiting for Bash to come up from his drink with Jeffery. Meanwhile downstairs at the pub…

"This morning you mentioned knowing Mary's Father, how?" Bash questioned.

"You're blunt aren't you?"

"I'm drunk!" Bash exclaimed.

"I an' Mary's Father were…" Jeffery gestured for him to come closer; Bash stumbled in the process. "Lovers."

Bash fell back onto his chair. "NO! YOU WEREN'T LOVERS, WERE YOU?!" Bash had a childlike shocked face.

"Shut it laddie!" Jeffery grabbed Bash by the scruff of his neck but missed and fell flat face down on the wooden table. Bash laughed.

"I won't say anything, Jeff." Bash said. "Many Nobles at French Court are like you… but not me, sorry to let you down." Bash sounded sincere. Both men acted saddened then cried then burst's out laughing like children.

"It's alright you're not me type laddie, anyway you have a gorgeous stoater up there." Jeffery pointed up to the ceiling and stood on his seat to exaggerate where Kenna was.

"A what?" Bash asked.

"A stoater." Jeffery confirmed.

"It sounds like a goat."

And the men chuckled through the night as Kenna sat up waiting.

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Francis was waiting for Mary's return in the stables so then he could escort her to the evening meal. When he heard the clip-clopping of horses Francis saw Conde with his wife… Francis knew he shouldn't have but he did; Francis watched the scene play out behind the corner of the stable.

"I had a lovely time, thank you." Mary's voice echoed.

"So did I." Conde jumped down from his horse to help Mary; Francis's eye peaked around the corner. As Mary slid of the horse; she lost her footing. Conde caught her in his arms; his face got near too near. Mary didn't stop him she looked frozen in his arms. However Conde didn't kiss his Queen; he wiped some mud off her face.

"There, you look beautiful." Conde said.

"Thank you." Mary's voice was laced with hurt.

Did she want him to kiss her? - Francis thought. It disgusted him so much he never entered the stables.

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