Mara mixed her ingredients in her mortar and pestle slowly when Vanessa entered her quarters, "These will help you sleep but I must urge you not take them every night and only a few grains on the nights you do take it."
Vanessa nodded and opened her mouth only to see Mara's eyes glazed over.
The quick draw of a sword.
The squawk of a hawk perching.
A sword falling.
A dead soldier.
"What do you see Mara?" Vanessa pressed.
A sword stabbing into the body of a man.
Bloody skin.
"Mara?"
"The cost of war and war itself," Mara's eyes focused back in, her face was sombre and her heart hurt a little.
"Where do you see it?" Vanessa hissed, slamming her hand down on the table.
"I don't know where it is, however it will reach us here at Court, in this very castle," Mara looked through Vanessa, promising her that what she said would come to fruition.
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Long May She Reign
FanficFrance 1557; Owen Stuart, Queen of Scots, had been hidden away at a convent for her safety since age 9. Engaged since childhood to the future king of France, she awaits her return to the French court for her wedding to Acho Denholm, the Dauphin of F...
