It's the 15th century. Woman are to be loyal and obedient, while men are supposed to fight in wars and fulfill their duties. Woman must be beautiful, men must be noble. There is a mishap in the royal court, the location Versailles, France.
The new Queen Anne greeted some of the townsfolk, wanting to become closer to the people.
Her bright but stubborn personality thrilled the people, they enjoyed her role as queen.
Even though his majesty didn't like it, she always gave back to the people in need.
She walked back to the carriage, they arrived home. The king had hosted a part for success, everyone greeting her as she entered.
King Louis III was with a new mistress of his, the queen saw this. He noticed she was there.
Queen Anne: Please excuse me..
She rushed out, some of the courtesans started whispering while the frustrated king exited, the pretty but "wicked" Mistress Janastun eyed hun before grabbing a drink, some of her ladies laughing as speaking with her as others gambled and drank as well.
The Queen Anne sat down in her room, sitting in front of her mirror while some of her maids comforted her. She cried before noticing the king's reflection standing in the doorway.
King Louis III: Leave us.
Hand-Maids: Your majesty..
They bowed quickly before exiting.
He stepped twice, the guards closing the door.
Queen Anne: Your majesty..
King Louis III: Oh please..
He walked up to the pregnant queen, she was wearing a pretty silk navy blue dress with a matching silver headpiece.
King Louis III: Look at me.
The queen was looking down, slowly turning to where he was standing.
Queen Anne: Is it true..
King Louis III nodded his head in confusion.
King Louis III: I'm sorry?
Queen Anne: You have fallen for that bitch Lady Janastun.
King Louis III: Have you lost your mind? Who are you to call her that?
Queen Anne: I AM YOUR WIFE DAMMIT. I AN THE QUEEN. I AM WITH YOUR CHILD,
King Louis III: YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ANYTHING I HAVE TO SAY ANYMORE. WHAT DO YOU CARE OF THIS MARRIAGE.
Queen Anne: I am fond of the fact I care more. You love that woman more than you love me. You don't care about me. I wouldn't be surprised if that slut ended up pregnant.
King Louis III slapped her in rage. The queen started to cry, running out of the room.
Guards/Maids: YOUR MAJESTY.
King Louis III walked to his room, his mistress was already waiting for him.
Lady Janastun: You're majesty..
She was naked in his bed, he rolled his eyes before allowing a guard to take off his coat, getting in as well.
Lady Janastun: Leave us!
They hesitated, exiting the room.
King Louis III: Sorry I had to leave so urgently.
Lady Janastun: Oh, it's alright. (Laugh) You're married, that woman loves
King Louis III: That does not affect our relationship, my lady..
Lady Janastun: Not to the lord himself.
She put on her outfit before heading to her own room.
Hand-Maid: Your majesty!
Queen Anne: What do you want?!
She cried in the dark, grassy field. She watched the lake in front of her, the reflection of the moon sort of soothing to her. The chirps of crickets, the shuffling of the leaves and sticks from the wind.
Queen Anne: He hates me! I hate him! I just want to leave him!
Hand-Maid 2: Your majesty! Saying that could get you killed!
Queen Anne: Oh, but he can throw me away whenever he pleases! He has never cared about me! I've loved him from the day we met! He's had two mistresses!
She continued sobbing, the maids swiftly walked away. The silence confused the queen, she looked back to see the king standing just behind her.
Queen Anne: Y-your majesty.. I didn't mean any of that..
King Louis III: Calm down. You have the right to be angry.
He offered a hand to her, she grabbed it and they walked back to the palace.
They headed to the king's room, they fell asleep together on his bed.
The queen returned to her room, changing into this.
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While heading out, Janastun bumped into her.
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Wearing this.
Lady Janastun: I'm sorry, my mistake your majesty.
Queen Anne: It is fine, your grace.
The queen bowed, sweetly smiling (but not in reality) before continuing to walk off, pissing off the mistress.
