You ride for what seems like hours, trying everything to get free, but the guard holding you has too strong a strong grip. It started to rain hard, everyone is soaking wet. Finally you arrive at your destination. The moon is just so that you can tell it's a large building.
You: Where are we?
Guard: The Royal Court of France, your grace.
You knew you couldn't fight, so you unwillingly do as the men say and follow them into what looks to be a throne room. There's a tall man wearing and elaborate night robe, a woman in the same type of dress. The man talks to the guards and by the way they're addressing him you quickly realize he's the King.
Guard: A copy of her birth certificate, you majesty. My men found it among the other documents at the convent after the attack.
You: (softly to yourself) Attack?
Henry looks over it and seems pleased. Just then two more guards come into the room, trying to drag a man who had obviously been sleeping not long before he had been woken up by them. The man looks about your age and not happy about his sudden wake up call.
Henry: Francis!
Francis: Father?
Francis notices you're in the room.
Catherine: Henry do we really need to do this now.
Francis: Father? What is all this?
Henry: This is Y/N? Your bride.
Francis: My what?
You're so stunned you can't speak.
Henry: You're going to be wed...Now.
Francis: Now?
A priest enters the room.
Henry and Francis go back and forth, getting into a heated argument. But like all fights, the King always wins.
Francis moves closer to you and the priest does the same. You're in a daze, not believing what is happening.
Priest: Will the bride and groom join hands.
Francis grabs your hand. The priest says a few things, before directing his question to you. You can't speak.
Priest: Just answer "I will"
You: I will.
Now directing the same question to Francis.
Francis: I will.
You both bow down to sign your marriage contract.
Priest: By the power vested in me by God. I now pronounce you two Husband and Wife.
