OKAY GUYS I KNOW I HAVE NOT WROTE ANY CHAPTERS IN 2 WEEKS YES I FELT THE PAIN TOO. MY EXSCUSE IS I HAD LOADS OF EXAMS AND IF I WASN'T REVISING I WAS SLEEPING AND IN MY HEAD I WAS NAGGING AT MYSELF TO FREEKING TYPE! SO HERE I AM! ENJOY GUYS #FRARY.
Mary's eyes fluttered open to see a sun ray shimmering over the furniture beautifully poetic for her current position; Mary was held in Francis's embrace as he slept peacefully she recalled last night's events.
Once Mary had flooded out her emotions Francis just stood in utter shock staring at her. Little did Mary know Francis felt relieved and love pumped through his veins with love.
"Oh Mary." Francis soon approached her and cupped Mary's pale cheeks which soon were full of colour like a powerful portrait as Francis kissed Mary in the most genuine beauty and passion of youth. "You have no idea how much I have longed for this moment; I want everything you could possibly imagine with you…And we shall have the world my Mary."
"I love you Francis, I can't believe how blind and reckless I have been to push such a good natured husband away like I did you." A single tear ran down Mary's cheek.
"Don't feel guilty Mary. We all fall apart and it was my job to put you back together I am only thankful God has given us that second chance." Francis said.
Mary longed to feel Francis near but he refused to perform the marriage ways until Mary was healed and well; he would not risk her safety at all. Once they were settled in bed they spoke of children and the beautiful life they planned to live beside one another for eternity in their hearts.
"I promise you Mary we shall live freely."
Francis began to feel Mary's body shuffling around on the bed; awakening him from his sleep. How content he felt to know that Mary was truly his in a whole new dynamic he felt more hers than he did on their wedding night and so did Mary with such innocent love and care. Francis soon stirred from his sleep only to see his angelic Mary facing him with a smile.
"Good Morning." Mary kissed his cheek.
"Is that all I get?" Francis teased.
"You are the one who put a boundary on our activities my dear; I do not see the problem." Mary teased.
"Oh don't you?" Francis rolled over on top of Mary tickling her in a childish way. "Well I shall have to punish you then." Mary laughed more loudly by the minute as Francis tickled her adventurously.
"Alright! Alright! Point taken my King." Mary laughed; Francis left her to recover for a moment or two only to receive a pillow lunged at his face.
"How lady like Mary." Francis teased smiling. "Is that really how you treat your King?" Francis pulled Mary into a close embrace.
"No that's how I treat my husband. How I treat my King is I tell him he will be late for court if he doesn't leave this bed." Mary said seriously.
"I'm not sure your King want's to leave this bed." Francis lent in for a passionate kiss Mary deepened the kiss passionately.
"Francis" Mary said smilingly while kissing. "You must get ready for the day ahead."
"I am not King today and now that is settled I will spend the morning with you; I promised you we shall spend every moment together…"
"And so we shall." Mary interrupted. "I will come to court with you."
"No you won't. You need to let your injuries heal." Francis was defiant.
"So a little exercise will help." Mary got up out of bed.
"Mary I don't want you to be out…"
"Francis I can't hide away; last time I did that our marriage fell apart. We shall go to court and be King and Queen like any other day…Anyway I have to identify the Catholic men." Mary was just as defiant as Francis now; tension built up until Francis came to a conclusion.
"Alright however you have to stay with me all day."
"That won' be a problem." Mary placed a kiss on Francis's lips before summoning her ladies.
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Kenna was just leaving Mary's chambers after doing her duty to Mary. In Kenna's opinion Mary seemed quite content with the whole situation however the state of her body told a different story as may scars were deep and Mary limped from place to place on her right leg but never uttered a word or winced once; only smiled.
"Kenna!" King Antione ran to her from behind; smiling brightly at her beauty and spirit; Kenna had never seen a King or any man run for her so she was flattered at the sight.
"King Antione." Kenna bowed. "What can I do for you?"
"Walk with me." King Antoine requested and Kenna did so more willingly as usual.
"May I ask what you have planned for the day ahead?" The King asked with a grin.
"Nothing interesting… I will be spending quite a lot of time with my husband; Sebastian. He is the King's Deputy, you may know him?"
"Yes I know of him however I have never met him." King Antione looked quite saddened by this news.
"You must he really is a brilliant man."
"I take it you are happy and in love with this 'brilliant man'?" Antione asked.
"Well; I and Bash were forced into marriage so I never really had a choice but yes I am happy."
"Are you in love?" Antoine asked.
"These are very forward questions." Kenna commented.
"It is a very simple question." Antione pressed for a response.
"I must be going… please excuse me." Kenna dashed off with not so much as a bow or curtsey.
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"Bring in the prisoner." Francis ordered in court.
The once powerful old raggedy man was dragged in. His whole demeanour was gone his eyes looked like broken glass, clothes were completely disgraced and his face was stained and lost in sadness. Mary held so much hurt and hate for this man but all she felt in that moment was pity for it symbolised her political relationship with Elizabeth; she was the old raggedy man with nothing left but people who believed in someone so hopeless.
"This Man was the instigator of our Queen's kidnap! HE LOCKED HER UP IN A CAGE LIKE AN ANIMAL! This man is a violent PROTESTANT!" Francis introduced the old man with such hatred Mary had never seen. The old man received many protest and tuts from the court who would judge him however the Priest would have the final say symbolising God.
"Tell us your name." Lord Desmond began the earthly Judgement day.
"Aldrich Finslii." The old man muttered with his head down.
The Priest came onto the scene to demand the truth from Aldrich in God's name.
"Aldrich, my son, you have committed many sinful crimes. Tell us I ask in God's name in hope your sins will be forgiven." The Priest asked.
"Yes Father." Old Aldrich nodded. "I convinced the Protestants to Kidnap the Queen Mother Catherine; she had always been a demon in disguise to us." Mary held Francis's hand in comfort. "However I didn't know Queen Mary would be accompanying her so I took advantage of an opportunity to black mail the King for freedom." The man kept his head down the entire time.
"And what did you do to the Queen?" Lord Desmond asked.
"Unspeakable things." Aldrich held his head in his hands whimpering.
"Like what old man?!" Lord Desmond demanded.
Aldrich didn't utter a word just sobbed for his life and the sins he would suffer for; the Priest knew he had no hope however he must try to justify himself for the sake of his punishment.
"My son." The Priest rested his arm on Aldrich's shoulder. "You must continue." The Priest said smoothly.
"I chained her to a tree! I ordered the men to cut her across the legs and anywhere possible; I did this because she begged not to be touched! I DID THIS SEVERAL TIMES OVER! THEN WE PLACED HER IN A CAGE AND HOISTED HER UP IN A TREE LETTING HER BLEED TO DEATH…I AM SOO SORRY! I AM SORRY….I'm sorry my Queen. I'm sorry." The Man screamed and sobbed falling to his knees in front of Mary while the guards shielded her.
Mary got up and began to kneel down in front of him however Francis interrupted her actions by protesting.
"Mary, don't go near him." Francis held her hands.
"Let me say what I need to say."
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