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#FRARY!

Mary, Francis and Arran stood in the Royal study abandoning the celebration to see what the urgent message is.

"You may speak, Arran." Mary gave permission.

"I am Lord Jeffery's message boy; he wants me to tell your Majesty that he shall arrive within a few days with all the selected Lords and needs for the Revolution you have planned also Queen Elizabeth does not suspect a thing." Arran said.

"Thank you, Arran. You are welcome to join the festivities." Mary politely excused him from the study; Arran bowed then left. Mary was over whelmed with the events that would soon come and if everything went to plan she would be Queen of England.

"It seems you shall conceive this plan of yours and rule England like you are meant to, my love." Francis kissed Mary's neck.

"They haven't arrived yet; nothing to get excited about." Mary refused to have false hope.

"Mary, don't threat. Elizabeth is unaware of the plans you have so hopefully you shall reign over Scotland and England… I am proud of you." Francis now held her in his arms.

"Why?" Mary giggled. "I have only listened to Jeffery and his opinion."

"Exactly. You have listened to the concerns and needs of your people like any good ruler should. I am proud of you for just being you." Francis locked lips with Mary slowly.

"You are after something." Mary said after their kiss and organised her hair and dress.

"Yes I am. I want to have children as soon as possible." Francis hugged Mary from the back as they gazed in the mirror however Mary's shoulders dropped. "What if…" Mary began.

"You won't." Francis hugged Mary more tightly. "I might, Francis. What if I can't give you a child? You will grow to resent me."

"That would never happen, my love. I could never push you away." Francis seemed angry.

"You know I love you just as you do me yet I managed to push you away. I am scared of that; I may seem fierce but I am not… I don't want to disappoint you." Mary was on the edge of tears and dropped her head in their reflection.

"Look at me Mary." Francis demanded and eventually Mary looked up. "You have never let me down and you never will; children or not. I love you and that will never change, okay? I will not give up on us or our dream at having a family. We shall achieve everything and be remembered in history; you shouldn't feel that way Mary. We are a team." Francis said causing her to cry through her happy smile. They joined lips again before joining the party minutes later…

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Bash approached Kenna and King Antoine however he was unnoticed for they were in deep conversation; whispering in each other's ear. "Bash!" Kenna looked startled.

"I would like to speak to you, Kenna. NOW!" Bash's anger got the best of him but it worked and Kenna slowly followed with her head down like a tired dog. When they reached the gardens outside Bash began his 'little' problem.

"Bash? What is wrong?" Kenna asked innocently. Bash grabbed her arms…

"What is wrong? You moan at me for not having any time with you yet I have had today completely free for you, Kenna…But instead; you have disappeared off with King Antoine! Why?! I am trying to live up to your expectations but you can't follow the simple rules of being a wife!" Bash was so angry but his hurt was the most powerful, he soon let go of Kenna letting his words sink in.

"Bash, King Antoine wants me to go to Navarre with him." Kenna said in a sweet voice but the words were venom.

"And what do you plan to do? Become his Mistress? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? KENNA." Bash could not describe the pain throbbing in his heart at this moment; the love he had grown for her was crumbling after all the time they used to build the love they held… Now Bash was the only one with love.

"I want a divorce." Kenna whispered.

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Claude was quite happy swirling her dress around the dance floor in Leith's arms but she was frightened of letting go because when she did everything would revert back to formality; Claude hated the thought of that scenario.

"Claude? Are you well?" Leith looked down at her in his broad arms.

"I would like to take a walk. Will you join me?" Soon the two of them were out on one of the castle balcony's breathing in the air and company of each other. Leith knew the night would end but he didn't want them to end; he cared too much for her that it hurt to breathe.

"Claude, I need to say something; if I don't I shall regret it for the rest of my life." Leith echoed his thoughts.

"Go on…" Claude encouraged as her cheeks heated up.

"I have enjoyed this night and… I don't want it to end; ever." Leith looked her in the eye for the first time since on the balcony.

"Leith, I want it too. I do so much." Claude smiled happily and jumped into his arms but one thing was clear; love was held in that embrace. The only worry that clouded their thoughts was if it would last?

I KNOW IT IS SHORT BUT I JUST CONCERTRATED ON THE KEY PARTS… #CLEITH

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