Okay guys I will be updating chapters every three days as I have three over stories to juggle. #REIGN what's going to happen next?!

Claude sat at her mirror with all her jewellery spread out across the small wooden desk. Claude felt well accomplished and happy with her achievement yesterday; she had organised the whole festival and made sure every small or big detail had gone smoothly and to plan. Claude's self-company didn't last long when a knock hummed at the door.

"Enter." Claude smiled at the reflection in her mirror; it was Leith.

"Good Morning, Princess." Leith grinned as he came up behind her and kissed her neck.

"Leith!" Claude laughed at his ticklish kisses.

"I beg your pardon Princess, I did not hear you." Leith said as he turned her around to face him.

"Did you enjoy the festival?" Claude asked as she traced her arms around Leith's neck.

"I did when I wasn't on duty of course…I saw you flustering around with the catering and activities. You look adorable when you're worried." Leith kissed her nose.

"Yes and I saw that maid flirting with you." Claude crossed her shoulders.

"Well I couldn't exactly come over to you while you were talking to Lord Riley, could I?" Leith pointed out.

"Oh why does it all have to be so complicated?" Claude sulked; leaning on Leith's shoulder as he held her in his arms.

"It's just the way society is and the way it will always be but if you were a ladies maid or if I were a Lord we would have danced until the sun came up like this." Leith pulled Claude of her cushioned seat and twirled her around; lifting her up like a bird flying in the sky. They were both smiling happily.

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Lord Comyn, Lord Dupplin, Lord Wemyss, Lord Duncan, Lord Duffagan, Lord Falkirk, Lord Eroll and Lord Bruce were in the throne room with all of the French Lords who weren't too sure if they were needed today if the King was taking part in the Revolution, but didn't that include them too? Either way all the Lords were discussing politics while Jeffery and Annabel watched.

"When do you think they'll start arguing, lass?" Jeffery tried to estimate how much time it would take until they weren't so friendly and more argumentative.

"I'm guessing a few hours." Annabel said. "Do you know when the meeting starts?"

"Around now… When the Queen arrives probably."

"Hello" Bash came up behind Annabel and whispered in her ear.

"Oh Jeffery did I not tell you; I am not the only black sheep in a royal family. This is Sebastian." Annabel introduced.

"Yeah we've met lassie." Jeffery playfully pushed Bash. "It's good to see ya lad! Ey I knew you two would hit it off! I know a lot ya know! Once I was the all-seeing bloody soldier; I knew when an attack was coming!" Jeffery said gleefully.

"Have you been drinking?" Annabel asked.

"Ey just because it's before noon doesn't mean I can't have a wee dram!" Jeffery kissed her cheek. "Oh lass you have a lot to learn about me."

"That's not particularly true; I have known you half my life." Annabel smiled.

"True." Jeffery sipped out of his hip flask.

"Jeffery you need to keep it together during the meeting." Bash advised.

"And I will lad! Aww I feel so special you two worrying about me! You daft buggers; if anything you should join me!"

"Maybe later; but not now." Bash tried not to laugh but shared a smirk and flirty look with Annabel.

Just then King Francis and Queen Mary entered the throne room… so it begins.

I KNOW IT'S SHORT AND SIMPLE BUT IT'S BUILDING UP TO THE REVOLUTION AND SOME OTHER BIG CHAPTERS!

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