Englands POV:
I looked over at the young woman who rode side saddle just ahead of me. As we approached the trees she turned to look back at her entourage. "I will continue this ride on my own, thank you for accompanying me thus far." Taking in a deep breath she smiled as they attempted to argue with her
"Gentleman," she spoke in a reproving tone. "I am the Queen of England, your sovereign. Your services are no longer required for the time being. Thank you very much."
Sitting back in my saddle I watched with amusement the exchange between my queen and her guards. This woman was strange. Watching the guards ride off I smiled as they gave one last wistful look begging me to look after her, before galloping towards the palace.
"Arthur, I thought I requested time on my own?" She said turning her dark eyes towards my own. "I simply wish to explore the area, I have not since I was but a child."
Pulling my horse up next to hers I looked at the woman who dared me to challenge her. "With all due respect, your majesty. Who better than to show you around the area, than England himself?"
"I suppose you're right." She spoke surprising me that she had not attempted to correct me. "Turn around."
"I beg your pardon?" I asked. Why would she have me turn around.
"Do as I say." She commanded, leaving no room for argument. Doing as she said I reluctantly turned around hoping that she would not take the advantage of riding off on her own. After a few moments I heard her speak, "You may look."
"Why did you have- where is your dress?" I said in disbelief. "You're wearing-"
Rolling her brown eyes she mounted her horse. "They are called trousers. Do close your mouth, you look like a codfish. Now are we going to ride or sit here dithering like old women?"
Closing my mouth I sat back once again surprised. She was wearing trousers! This woman truly was a mystery. "Of course not. Why waste the day? After all you have a meeting with-" Looking up I noticed that she was already galloping off.
"Relax, Arthur. This is a respite, you should enjoy yourself." She called from over her shoulder as she laughed she pulled her hair out of its bounds and let it free. The curls flying behind her looked as though it was a halo of red. Smiling I spurred my horse into a gallop. If this was a race, it was a race I would win.
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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update, and thank you for still reading. I hope to get to a point where I can update every week or at least every other week. Please comment or vote, those make my day!
Fun fact: Queen Elizabeth I, would often wear trousers under her skirt to make it easier to walk around. She was a pretty cool person!
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The Faerie Queen
ФанфикShe was a wild, carefree, independent spirit who would never be tamed. He was a country who yearned for freedom. She was his Faerie Queen. He was her pirate.
