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.
Author's note: I'm enjoying how this is going honestly. It's nice for me to read, I believe (form my perspective) the hardest part is finding the gowns they wear. I want to be as realistic as possible, and I don't want some cheap gown that you could make out of paper. That's why they can take a really long time to post. I am enjoying writing these two stories though, I really like writing.
-Sakura Yin
The queen woke up in discomfort the next morning, she put on a sleek gown and headpiece.
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Before doing her business and heading to the mistress's room.
Queen Anne: Your grace?
Lady Parlinton was pacing around, her water had broken.
The queen walked up to her, calming the sobbing lady down.
Queen Anne: It will be alright, sweetheart.
Lady Parlinton: Will he live up to his word? Will I burn if I have a girl?
She cried into the queen's chest, the king didn't allow too many to be in the room, so only two midwives came, as well as the queen helped her give birth.
Lady Parlinton layed on the bed, she had muffled screams from the pillow, the baby came out.
The mistress passed out.
The baby was clean now, she woke up and let the child feed.
Queen Anne: The sex? The sex of the child?
Midwife 2: A beautiful baby boy, your grace.
Lady Parlinton and the queen laughed and smiled of joy together. The queen packed some things and gowns for the lady, the midwives let the king know.
King Louis III: Alright. Let her know I wish her safe and blessed travels.
The lady cried from the words of the message the king had given her, she wore this on her way out.
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She struggled walking to the carriage, so the queen joyfully picked her up and placed her in there. She grabbed the child that a midwife handed to her.
The queen gently bowed before letting them off, the rode off to their.. new life.
The queen returned, she was holding back tears but had to stay "professional."
She went to the Christ-room (by the way, it has a specific name but they called it that for simplicity reasons). She prayed a few times in French, reminiscing of her family and her life in France.
It was really beautiful there, but for some reason this felt more like home.
King Louis III: Sacrifices must be made, constantly. A running cycle, like the way in which water flowed through a river. England is growing, us with it.
The queen looked up and the colorful glass stained imagery, looking at the king whom had walked up next to her, the two holding hands.
They exited together, they went their speedster ways, the king had a few council meetings regarding finances, but the queen invited herself, passionately, to the court affairs, and everything that was happening.
As usual, there was gambling.
Queen Anne: Mr. Carmbęrt, may I know why there isn't any wine?
Lord Carmbęrt: Your majesty.
They all bowed, the waved her hand in an upwards motion to allow them to rise.
Lord Carmbęrt: A new lady and lord joined, and were poisoned. His majesty recently named wine for consumers until the issue was resolved.
Queen Anne: Ah, thanks for letting me know.
The queen noticed a suspicious man eying her before heading out and looking around.
She rushed to the area of people in which she was with.
Queen Anne: May you inform of that lord's name.
Lady Marie: I'm not sure, your majesty! Something by the name of "Mr. Polento."
Queen Anne's 💭: That sounds Spanish.. his appearance and/or ethnicity did prove he could be from there. We did just have a war, he's definitely here before us for revenge..
She exited the room, writing down some proof and asking for some records.
She looked outside the window, he was now talking to another Spanish man, and they rode horses into the forest.
