The Heir (TV Series 'Reign') #2

The Seige

Francis' POV

"These are the regions where Lord Condé has been sighted. We've searched them all, but found nothing."

"It's been four weeks since Condé was last seen." Mary says.

"You mean since you helped him escape." I whisper.

"My point is that he might not be in France anymore. Our spies in England and abroad haven't heard so much as a whisper from him." She says.

"He's still here."

"There are reports some of his men were seen in the Bouconne forest. He could be gathering his troops."

"I want that forest searched. Take whoever you need." I order.

~

"You think Condé's a threat. Why?" Mary asks me.

"He's lost everything, there's a warrant out for his head." I say.

"Exactly."

"If I were him, I'd want revenge."

"Whatever you think of him, he's not vindictive. Maybe not to you. But I'm the one who signed his death warrant. What could he have to gain from striking out against you?"

"The throne. He's a prince of the blood. All that stands between him and the crown is my head. My brothers are too young to rule, and no lords would accept Catherine as regent."

"You think Condé is planning a coup." She asks.

"It's a prime opportunity. He has the support of the English queen, who would like nothing more than to plunge France into chaos. And he knows that we're vulnerable, what with the bulk of troops in Scotland fighting to protect your throne." I say.

"If you truly believe that we are under threat, then recall the troops. My throne in Scotland is meaningless if France falls."

"I have considered it, believe me, but bringing them back would take too long. And it would look like we're folding on another front."

"Then appeal to one of your closer allies. Your brother-in-law, King Philip of Portugal."

"I have, already. King Philip is willing to send troops, but only when there is a clear and imminent threat. Not just my fears and conjecture about what my wife's former lover might do." I add.

"I understand your anger at me, but if you could just look past it, you would see how sorry I am."

"Save your apologies. Your words have no meaning for me anymore." I say, closing the door behind me.

~ 

Conde's POV

"Looking for me?" I ask, as I see the arrow fly by my head.

"That was a warning shot. The next will hit you between the eyes."

"How unfortunate that your men are canvassing a section of these woods miles away. Lay down your weapon." I order.

"Are you taking me prisoner?" Renaude asks.

"No. I'm making you an offer. You and your men can live if you pledge yourself and your army to me."

"You want us to join your coup? " He asks.

"My forces are stronger than you or the king suspect. And there's something else that might change your mind." Forcing his head to face my direction. 

"Bertraud."

"Father!"

"My son. It's impossible... he was captured at the battle of Calais by the English. You have the backing of England." He urged.