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Sorry for not updating I have midterms and I've been studying a lot for them, my last one is on Monday.
Be prepared for a spam of chapters on Christmas break:)
And btw for anyone doesn't have any confusion this whole fanfic is based on Marys pov
(Mary is about 5 months pregnant now)
I woke up with a sharp pain in my stomach, it felt so painful I just wanted to cry.
If I put my hands on my stomach I could feel my child's feet kicking me.
The baby wouldn't stop kicking until he.. well I hope he's a he, so that Francis would have his heir.
The next kick was so hard that I gasped, Francis woke suddenly.
"Darling, what's wrong?" His eyes were full of worry.
"He's just kicking" I smiled.
"How do you know it's a he?" I could tell he was trying to distract me, and it was working.
"Because you need a he for a heir of France of course" i replied.
"I don't care if it's a boy or a girl as long as you and the baby are alright." I gazed into his blue eyes, you could get lost in them they were so beautiful.
I was about to reply but the baby kept kicking,I just wanted to cry it hurt so much.
Francis could tell I was in pain.
He put his hand onto our baby in the making and put his head just above it so his hair was just touching my stomach.
"Your mother, needs some sleep, would you mind letting her rest for a little" he giggled.
His voice made the baby stop kicking.
"I should wake you up, every time they wake me up" I laughed.
"Anything for you" he smiled.