Chapter one

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It started absolutely innocent. She was angry at Francis about yet another little or big detail depending on how you viewed your best friend having your husband's child when you could not even conceive, either way she started to discover more secrets and lies between them. To be honest she couldn't remember now what it was that started it all. Having enough of the castle and all the people inside it she decided to go for a ride. The day was amazing, early spring was coming in full bloom.

The sun was shining bathing everything in soft and warm glow. It reminded her of Scottish countryside near the convent. Her best days. Without any worries, without politics, marriages and decisions. Mounting her horse, she was so happy to be leaving this place even if for a split second. She needed time to think, she needed time to breathe again. A lot had happened lately, and the repercussions of those recent days were still coming to her. She said a quick goodbye to the stable boy who had prepared her horse and promised to stay close to the castle. And off she went, wind in her hair, finally free if only for just a short while.

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Sebastian was having a very bad day. One of those days he wished to just vanish from the court and never come back. He was never good at playing those royals games. To be honest he despised most people who were involved in any politic...well there was one certain someone who he didn't despise... on the contrary he could be gladly a subject to her and, God knew, he was ever since he laid his eyes on her. But now it was even more difficult than before. Thanks to his father he was a married man now... and God he hated that fact. He didn't hate Kenna, he did not, it wasn't her fault that his father had gone mad. But it was still her fault to be there for the King to master this crazy union.

Now, sitting in silence, which Bash finally found around one of the stable, he was pondering at what he should do with all that mess he was in. And most importantly what he shouldn't do. Imagines of certain dark eyes were flashing before his eyes making any decision even harder. He knew it was high time to forget about Mary, to let go and start preparing for a life with his wife but as much as he was trying to do that it was still impossible. Deep in thoughts he almost missed the quiet conversation between stable boys until he heard a familiar name - Mary.

"I told you I have no idea where she went and now it's getting dark and her horse didn't come back so I think she isn't here yet. And I'm starting to fear I'll lose my head..." said the first stable boy.
The second boy answered something Bash didn't hear because his heart just started pounding in his chest. She didn't come back. What happened? He almost flew from the stable and grabbed the poor stable boy by his shirt. "What did you say? What happened to Queen Mary?" The boy was even paler than before if it was possible, so Bash loosened his grip on him. "What happened?"

"She left My Lord late this afternoon. She took her horse, she said it was just a quick ride." The boy said quickly "But she didn't return and it's getting dark..."

"I need my horse." The stable boy looked at him in surprise, but Bash didn't have time to explain. "Now." Bash barked and the boy shot from his grasp.
His horse was ready in less than five minutes. But even this was too long for Sebastian. He knew where she was. He was almost positive that he knew exactly where she was. In those blissful weeks when she was his fiancée they often went for a ride. During those rides they discovered a really nice spot by the lake. Bash had a really good memories connected with this place.
Mary told him then that she had never seen such a beautiful place in her life. They visited this place several times and now Sebastian was almost sure she was there. He mounted his horse looking disturbed by the dark clouds visible on the horizon. Another spring storm was coming, he was only hoping that he would get her back before it hit. He urged on his horse when he heard a low rumble of thunder in the distance.

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