I've been so cruel haven't I? I have just read the whole story and I have to admit I was shocked I actually wrote it lol. But I can see why you are all desperate for me to carry on. I left it at the meeting! I can't believe it! I feel terrible so I shall write it now and make it spectacular!

Lola assisted Mary as she got into her petty-coats while Greer prepared her hair pins; her Ladies knew how important this meeting was to their Queen so they planned on influencing the meeting in their own way, with sophistication and style. Lola could tell Mary hadn't slept much at all with worry as her brows were furrowed together in thought. Lola only had to glance at Greer for her to know Mary needed their reassurance.

"Mary, everything is going to be fine. You are their Queen and they will listen to your quarrels and concerns as well as your wishes and determinations for Scotland." Lola kneeled in front of her Queen taking Mary's hands.

"I'm sure they will, I just worry that my demands will not please everyone and that my cousin Elizabeth shall meet her grave unnecessarily…" Mary said and her expression eased a little more however Lola knew there were more worries in Mary's mind.

"Maybe these beautifully blossomed Strawberries will ease you…" Greer went to grab the bowl of fruit and handed it to her Queen however Mary couldn't stand the sight of them; looking slightly pale. Greer and Lola knew they would have to keep an eye on Mary but for now they focused on dressing her in a natural turquoise dress showing her natural beauty in the summer air.

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Francis waited the hall for Mary and was stunned at her beauty as always every morning and he would be every day for the rest of his life.

"Good Morning my Darling." Francis pulled Mary close kissing her hand and bowing to his Queen in respect.

"Francis, what are you doing?" Mary giggled.

"I'm bowing to the future Queen of England, is that a problem?" He smirked.

"Yes actually it is, because we are equals and always will be." Mary kissed him smoothly on the lips softening his laugh or words to say more.

"Ready to face the lions?" Francis asked gleefully.

"Always" Mary said.

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"Elizabeth is at her weakest right now the best time to attack would be now. Her virtue is being questioned and a born Bastard with the risk of another Bastard is a risk to the Throne so even the English would have to turn against her! She is not a devoted Protestant as it is!" Lord Duffagan spoke his opinion causing cheers of…

"Indeed, Here Here and AYE!"

"Born the specimen of a whore will only carry on the family 'hobby'" Lord Wemyss laughed drinking more of his whisky from his hip flask causing all the other Scots to laugh. Mary knew they weren't getting anywhere despite the French agreeing with them, she knew this wasn't what they were here for.

"That is ENOUGH!" Mary roared, patience running short. All the Lords hung their head in shame and stood to attention however she heard the unmistakable voice of Jeffery mutter in the crowd "I knew she wouldn't put up with their piping scunner for long heHE!" If they were in private room she would have laughed and had difficulty supressing it but for the time being she must remain stern. So she simply coughed disapprovingly at the comment of her much respected elder friend.

"We have gathered here for Scotland! NOT to brag about how Elizabeth is failing to Rule! She may be an illegitimate heir to the throne but she is still my cousin! My flesh and blood! Anyone who disrespects my blood, my Country, my Husband or my Men. They will pay! We are discussing ruling three countries, not one, not two, Three! Taking responsibility of their lives into our hands. Their safety into our hands! And here you are being childish!" Mary shouted but as she did she lost her balance and stumbled in dizziness, Francis soon held her up however it didn't go unnoticed.

"Mary, are you well darling?" Francis asked worriedly. Mary simply nodded and faced her nobbles again. All the faces she faced held compassion and worry.

"When I rule England and Scotland I plan on being a leader who listens and does not judge. I shall not lead alone, you shall lead with me. We shall lead. There will always be threats within our court..." Mary glanced at Lord Bruce. "And out in the world. We must face them as one, together. With Respect and Loyalty, Both ways." Mary spoke more softly this time, like a mother would to her child.

In response Jeffery bowed down to his queen and soon everyone followed his actions as Bash stared at him dumbly knowing the whisky had gone to his head until he said… "You are every piece of your father, My Queen." Jeffery spoke sincerely and everyone nodded in agreement. Bash knew now why Jeffery was loved despite his flaws.

"We shall serve you just as we did your Father, as we know you will Scotland as he did." Lord Comyn said honourably.

In that moment Mary followed her instinct and heard the hymns of her heart as she knelt down to them as they did her with honour and respect. Francis did the same as he saw the love and honour they held for his wife which was beyond words and anything he had ever seen.

"For Scotland and the Rulers before I" Mary said.

"For Scotland and the Rulers before you." Everyone repeated after her as Francis smiled lovingly at his Wife and Queen.

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Soon after they gathered for dinner and decided they would discuss the revolution with fresh minds after eating but Mary's appetite was completely gone.

"Mary you must eat, you were near unconsciousness in there." Francis said worriedly.

"I'm happy with my water." Mary gulped smiling around happily as if she wasn't feeling drowsy.

"Would it really hurt to have a little something, Mary? Something light?" Annabel asked however Mary still seemed reluctant. "Come on!" Annabel tried to convince Mary but still she didn't move an inch to the buffet. "You give me no choice, I'll go and get Jeffery and tell the nobles their Scottish Queen isn't eating…Scots like their food and they're awful mean when they don't get their way…" Annabel raised her eyebrows and not even Francis stood against her so Mary was out ruled.

"How is it I'm the Queen of Scotland and you can control me…" Mary shrugged collecting some light savoury foods.

"I'm your little sister; I'm here to annoy you." Annabel smirked.

"True, younger siblings are annoying. Now you understand my pain, Mary."

"Shut up." Francis smirked.

"We were born in the same year!" Mary laughed. "I think it's time to get you wed, who do you think would suit her, Francis?" Mary looked around the room.

"I could think of a few…" Bash said making Annabel a little annoyed at his encouragement.

"Stop the bunch of you." Francis smirked. "I think weddings are the least of things on our minds at the moment anyway Mary… Mary, are you alright?" Francis looked to the side of him to see his wife awfully pale and slightly green.

"Excuse me." Mary dismissed herself calm and collectively but as soon as she was out of sight she ran to her chambers and was soon sick out the window before she could stop herself. One million thoughts going through her head as she gasped for fresh air, it can't be…Can it? No she can't be, not now…

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Meanwhile Francis stood like a frozen statue shocked with worry in the main hall. "I should go after her." Francis said.

"No, I will. You need to stay here or else people will wonder where there hosts have gone." Annabel said taking the last sip of her drink. "Anyway, she may not want to see you if she's as unwell as I think, if I may with your consent?" Annabel questioned bowing to Francis sloppily.

"Yes of course just send word, will you?" Francis made the decision however Annabel was already gone before he finished his sentence.

"I'm sure everything is fine Brother." Bash smiled reassuringly.

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As keen as Annabel was to find her sister she had only been in France for 24 hours and could hardly navigate herself to her room never mind the Queen's Chambers. She wouldn't dare ask a guard because then she would look a fool and that is something she is not, so Annabel went around the castle stubbornly in search for her Sister.

As you can imagine Annabel was relieved when she saw a lady around her age with a young boy toddling the corridors with their back to her. Annabel hoped one day her country would be safe enough for her to bring a child into the world, but for now it was just her and Jeffery.

"Excuse me" Annabel muttered just about loud enough for the lady to hear only to reveal Lola and John. "Lola?" Annabel smiled at the sight of a familiar face. "Is that you?"

"Annabel? Oh my goodness! I didn't know you were at court, when did you arrive?" Lola picked up her son and pulled Annabel into an embrace. Despite all the nasty remarks she got as a child; Lola was always there to defend her, one of her only friends and allies to keep Mary safe.

"I arrived yesterday, and who is this little gentleman?" Annabel held Johns tiny hand.

"Mary didn't mention it I suppose she wouldn't though with all the stress she's under…This is John, my son."

"Oh he's beautiful, Lola! So who did you marry to get such a charming little boy then?" Annabel wiggled her eye brows and winked at Lola but then noticed Lola's face expression differ from happiness to guilt… She couldn't have missed that much, could she?

"Where's Mary anyway? I thought you would be with her at the meeting..." Lola changed the subject.

"Mary ran off in a hurry after having a dizzy spell, I'm trying to find her. I have no idea where her quarters are so I'm…" Before Annabel could finish Lola interrupted.

"Come on, I'll take you to her room." Lola said twirling around with John on her hip as Annabel briskly followed.

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"Mary!" Annabel exclaimed at the sight before her; Mary had her head hanging out the window half green with sickliness and now looked quite startled as Lola and John twaddle in soon after Annabel's entry.

"Annabel, you can't just come in whenever you please!" Mary tried to sound fierce however sounded drained and tired.

"Since when did you have privacy when I'm around?" Annabel winked making Mary smile.

Annabel poured water for her sister while Lola prepared a cold flannel; Mary simply supervised her God son who sat in front of the fire thinking of the possibility.

"Here" Lola freshened up Mary with fresh lavender and a flannel while she sipped her water rom Annabel. "Do you know what is wrong with you now, Mary?" Lola asked but had a cheeky smile on her face and glee in her eyes already knowing.

"Yes, I know." Mary said gravely with mixed emotions in her eyes.

"Mary this is spectacular news! What could possibly be upsetting you?" Lola asked concerned.

"It is dangerous Lola, the threats I face alone at the moment are life threatening. This revolution could take months or years but whatever the outcome good or bad there will be risks to me, I cannot risk the life inside me. My precious baby will forever be in danger because of my royal blood and I am scared for him." Mary said but her eyes shined at the knowledge of being Pregnant.

"Mary, listen to me." Annabel knelt in front of her sister. "You are my Queen, Sister and the only family I have. You deserve happiness just like the rest of us. Being Queen doesn't always mean suffering for others it also means inspiring them. Your child will be well protected by France, Scotland and I. I will do anything and everything I can to protect you, Mary. Just like all the Scots down that hall, I came here to serve my sister, Queen and now my niece or Nephew." As Annabel spoke her honourable words, Lola saw Mary's strength return.

"We shall keep it a secret just until the planning for the revolution is finished, and then I shall announce it however keeping it low key. We cannot use this as a weapon against Elizabeth; she already is at her weakest. Promise me you will keep it to yourselves for a few days?" Mary asked both Lola and Annabel as she held their hands.

Both girls nodded in response but then Mary revealed the biggest smile. "I'm Pregnant!"

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Francis had assembled everyone in the court room however they were still waiting on their Queen. Francis had informed them that Mary had just left to see to some business, but now he was worried. "Where is she?" Francis asked Bash with more worry than anger however smiling at the Scots with ease.

"I'm sure Anna will be escorting Mary here any minute, Brother." Bash said with ease like Francis.

"Oh Anna, is it?" Francis smiled. "I see."

"She's an interesting girl." Bash smirked.

"I'll take your word for it." Francis muttered back.

Seconds after Mary, alongside Annabel, entered court looking refreshed and fierce like the Mary he knew and loved. She smiled at the court reassuringly and Annabel settled beside Jeffery and the other Scottish nobles, however glanced at Bash cheekily.

Francis saw the exchange but also saw the concern Annabel held for his wife never the less Mary didn't show whatever had caused her exit earlier.

"Now my Lords, are we ready to discuss the revolution?" Mary said with authority and class, now standing beside Francis giving him a smile.

So that is your first look on what is to come and the revolution. Please tell me what your thoughts are and what you want to see, after all Reign wouldn't be reign without the rivalry.

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