Unconditionally

The Arrival

Madeleine would soon be arriving at French court with one goal and one goal only. That was to create an alliance with France by marrying Prince Henri. They needed soldiers and she needed a king, so in her eyes it was an amazing option. Though it's not the prince that had stole her heart as a child and as a young adult she was sure that She could grow to love Henri and be happy. But little did she know was that the love for her young beau would overcome anything. After all true love always won in the end. Soon she had arrived being getting out as gracefully as a queen should. But her queenly manner soon went out the window when her eyes had meet Charles. She had ran and jumped into his arms, which he so gratefully accepted. The excitement and love between the two young adults was obvious to all of those who were watching. For a moment, just for a moment they were lost in each other. Until Charles wife had cleared her throat making it known that she was right there and not to happy with the joy they had brought each other.  Charles was the first to speak. "Oh excuse me, Amelie this is Queen Madeleine, Cupcake this is My wife Amelie." Both of the girls had stared at each other so intently that the dislike for each other clearly shown. For Queen Madeleine it was because she was the wife of the man she had loved and had been promised to marry so young in life. She was the woman that had Charles all to herself, something that she had wanted. And for Lady Amelie it was the fact that she could see the love they had for each other. The love that she longed to be shown from her husband. Something that she would never have as long as the Irish queen was on the picture. "It's a pleasure to meet you Lady Amelie, now if you two will excuse me I have to go change and prepare to negotiate my engagement to your brother." She states with a fake smile, a smile that could only be noticed fake by the people who really know her. She wanted to get out of there she wanted to escape the presence of Charles with his wife, but Charles wouldn't let that happen so easily. " To my brother Henri?" He questioned the hurt presented clear into his voice.  She wanted nothing more then to tell him no, to tell him that he was the one that she wanted to marry. But that wasn't an option, he was a married man and there was no undoing his oath that he and his wife had made to God. She had to push his and her feelings aside. "Yes, if everything goes well Prince Henri will be the next King of Ireland, and my husband for life. It is what is best for both France, Scotland, and Ireland. France has and eligible Prince and Ireland has soldiers which is clearly needed for both countries. It could have been you, but you choose her. " With that she walked right past him, leaving him speechless but his eyes never leaving her as she walked away. Of course she noticed but all she could do was smirk to herself and enter her chambers, leaving Charles to deal with the wrath of his wife.