Chapter Three

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"What do you think, my lady?"

You watch as Henry finishes his fencing game by winning against his opponent without that much effort.

"It was a good game, but I think you could have done much better" you state, not caring if it sounded offensive.

The King is literally holding you captive and is forcing you to watch him play sports with people who are too afraid to beat him, so they don't lose their heads.

"And I suppose you know how to play this sport, my lady"

The redhead mocks you, taking a seat beside you as a servant dries the sweat off of his face.

Charles watches you with anticipation as you narrow your eyes at Henry.

"Yes, I do, want to see how I play, your highness?" you challenge him confidently.

Indeed, you know to fence as you know your name, plus you practiced it a lot in summer and even won competitions.

"A Lady is incapable of playing such a sport-" Charles interferes, but Henry stops him.

"Yes, I would like to have a match with you to see how far you can go against me" 

Henry encourages you, his eyes filled with amusement as you stand up and approach him.  

"Don't cut my head off when you lose, my king" you state.

"And why would I do such a horrible thing to you?" 

"Divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived" you sing the song in a low voice.

"Raise your voice, I cannot hear you"

"I said that we will have to wait to find out, your majesty" you lie with a fake smile plastered on your face. 

"Indeed, we shall"

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"Catch her!" 

You hear Henry's angry voice echo through the hallways of the castle as you try to hide from the guards chasing you.

All that happened, because you beat the king, and not only that, but you accidentally injured him.

That's why he got angry and ordered the guards to seize.

But you decided to run away.

Right now you have decided to run left and into one of the chambers.

You quickly shut the door, and try to calm yourself down.

Waiting ten minutes after the footsteps stop, you decided to walk out.

But when you walk out you find yourself in a completely different hallway.

Wait a second, Why does the decoration look like some familiar pictures you saw on the internet?

You watch as a handsome man dressed in fashionable clothes similar to those of the 17th century, while his dark hair lays curly and long against his back

Followed by a group of men and women, who appear to be drunk.

The man's bright blue eyes meet yours, and a mischievous smirk appears on his face.

"Hello, my love"

This is French for sure, and you understood it without trouble just like you understood the early modern English that Henry spoke.

"Good evening" you try to greet him back in English, but you only spoke French.

What is going on?

"You are a pretty little thing, don't you agree, Chevalier?"

"I agree, pretty girl indeed, maybe she should join our parties, my prince" the light brown-haired man exclaims cheerfully

"Indeed, but I don't believe she would last for long," the woman beside Philippe says, causing everyone to laugh.

Bi and fabulous, yes, that's the duke of Orleans for sure.

Brother of Louis XIV.

"If you will excuse me, I will be going, your highness," you say, too embarrassed to hear any sexual jokes.

Philippe grabs your elbow, stopping you in your tracks.

"I believe I have not seen you here before" you smile nervously.

"You just do not remember me, my prince" you lie.

"Well, then,  if my brother hasn't claimed you yet... " the duke of Orleans leans his body towards yours.

"...Maybe I should"

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