Madeline P.O.V
I rush in to the Church portion of Convent. Everyone looks up and stares. Panting and out of breath, I take mt seat. This will be my last morning prayer here, for I am on my way to French Court.
After prayer, breakfast is ready and I decide to tell Sister Marie I will be leaving.
" Sister Marie, may we speak. Privately." I add. She walks me to the corner, and as if expecting my next words says, "If you are leaving, there is no need to say anything." Tears well up in her eyes, yet none have poured down her cheeks. She pulls me into a hug. " I will miss you dearly." She says, and I believe her. She has been nothing short of kind to me. Then she continues, "Well go on, get to French Court!" She knew. A small smile sets on my lips. She knew all along. She pushes me just a little, nudging me to leave.
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I Am Not A Queen - Reign
FanficI grew up believing that I was not wanted, that I was sent here, to Scottish Convent, because I wasn't loved. Actually, as I am soon to find out, I am the half-sister of Mary Stuart, Queen of Scotland. My name is Madeline Stuart, and I am not a Quee...
