Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all got what you wanted… Here is my present to you; I hope you like it!
#FRARY!
Mary and her Scottish court stood in a semi-circle in the throne room socialising with the French court and ladies; this was the only way Francis and Mary were not alike. Jeffery and Mary had spoken of the meetings they would soon have to arrange the revolution but they both agreed that today was a day for the Scots to see their Queen, and learn of her plans for the country and her people. Claude had organised festivities (under Francis's orders) for the whole day involving games in the gardens such as; 'The hound and Hare', 'Races' and fireworks. As for the children they would create small boats to sail on the lake and dances for them to learn. Both Francis and Mary agreed they should surge both nations together as one and that is what the day was about.
Francis and Bash were standing with Mary and Annabel curious as of why Mary had not brought up the subject of her sister or why they haven't heard of her.
"So?" Bash asked a little awkwardly. "How?... Why haven't we ever learnt of Princess Annabel before this moment?"
Annabel laughed at the word 'Princess' and received a scornful look from Mary. "You have never heard of me? How rude! Mary you will be in trouble with your husband." Annabel tuted sarcastically. Both husband and wife blushed furiously and it didn't go unnoticed for Bash laughed.
"I have never mentioned Annabel because I wasn't allowed to; my mother didn't want your Father to break the alliance so she kept Annabel a secret because she's a bastard." Mary said seriously.
"Yes, it seems I am the black sheep of the family." Annabel said. It took Francis some time for the news to sink in but Bash was happy to have another 'black sheep' around.
"You could have told me, Mary." Francis was a little upset at the mistrust. Mary apologised with a sympathetic look; as if the two had made up their own language.
"Who is your Royal parent then?" Bash asked.
"I and Mary have the same Mother; she got pregnant immediately after Mary was born so we were born in the same year….Mother kept me hidden but not anymore." Annabel took a huge gulp of wine.
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Meanwhile Lord Bruce and his family were in their separate quarters settling down however a lovely looking family isn't always lovely on the inside.
"Stella, I need you to keep the children under control. We do not want to be a disgraceful family, do we?" Lord Bruce was dangerously close to Stella.
"I will, I promise." Stella looked at the ground; she would never have married the man if her father wasn't in need of money. Just then though little Adie fell over a wooden chair leg.
"Adie, stop crying." Lord Bruce demanded dangerously quiet; the child didn't stop crying so Lord Bruce stomped over to him and towered over him. "Be silent!" The child only held his arms up for his father to scoop him up.
"Darling, leave him." Stella begged.
"He must learn to be a man, if he cannot cope with a splinter in his leg how shall he cope at battle?!... I will teach him a lesson." Lord Bruce picked up the boy by his Blazer then threw him back down on the floor causing wailing from both Mother and child.
"NO! STOP; HE'S ONLY A TOT! PLEASE, PLEASE!" Stella ran over to her son and scooped him up only to be pushed onto the floor and beaten black and blue however she shielded her infant and told little Adie to join his sister Aliana in the corner of the room. All Stella could hear was the cries of her babies and roars from her husband.
I KNOW IT'S SHORT BUT ITS CHRISTMAS AND I COULDN'T LEAVE YOU WITHOUT A CHAPTER TODAY! BTW ITS GOING TO BE A FUN CHAPTER TOMMOROW!
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