Chapter 1

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Charles' POV

I am sitting around my privy council and listen to them bicker about these Protestants radicals rising but I am no good. I know I am the King and this is my responsibility, I am new to this and I  can't help but think how my mother was able to do this for the days when I was a boy King. My mother, Catherine Di Medici always thought about protecting her family but she had done in the most harshest of ways, slaughter and blood was her way to rise. To think that her idea actually worked but people did despise her I don't want to rule like her or my late father, however they had succeeded and the people were too cowardly to face them. Unlike, their rule I think about My Brother Francis, on how he and the Queen of Scots, ruled France they thought that killing wasn't the answer but look where that had got them the rise of Protestants and her nation in grave danger. I fear for her you know as she was like an older sister to me but now I cannot help her with her dire situation with her country turning against her and the English, now my nation is starting to hate me.

As I was in deep thought the Lord Brumble sharply states 'His Majesty, to sort this problem out what if you got married then will can have alliance which make the people scurry into the homes and be afraid to come out.'

'I think not My Lord Brumble as I am new to this reign I cannot simply have some marriage thrown at me when my people at war with one another.' My anger had begun and marriage isn't the answer what nation will support me at a time like this.

'Your Majesty, it is true marriage will help as you know that are army is weak and we lack soldiers from your Father's campaign and your brother when he sent troops to Scotland. Our people see this as an opportunity to go against you. Having a marriage will ensure that our nation will be out of debt and we have plentiful more soldiers.' I turn to look at the new voice, Baron Simmons and the murmur of the satisfying agreements of the other members.

'My Lords I will think about it at the mean time as there are many ways to overcome this situation. I Will see you all tomorrow at I to discuss this issue further. For now you all are dismissed.' I bluntly told them. All of them bowed in respected and turn to leave.

I began to think was this my only option to get a marriage so those arrogant Protestants go back into the shadows. Wasn't there another option but in my advisers, eyes they agreed that their solution was the best method , the only person to turn to was my Mother, The Queen Mother of France and the most feared person in all the land. With that I let out I screamed and threw my arms in the air from the frustration. What was I going to do?

I began walking to my mothers chambers to see what she thought of the idea of a marriage, I know for sure that she will side with me. Then I halted as I was stood in the highest ranked woman in the whole of France. Reaching for the door knob swung the door open to come across my mother at her desk with papers scattered across the desk.

'Charles!' She said in surprise, continuing with 'how did the meeting go with your advisors, were they handful as they usually are.' I nodded to her statement and the began telling her about what they thought.

'Mother they think that I should marry for an alliance so that I can get rid of the Protestants rising and pay off the debt that we are in.' She just stared blankly at me as she though

Abruptly, she spoke ' A marriage is a good idea as we are weak to Europe's eyes but then again what good will a marriage do.'

'I know but mother what other options do we have left.' She thought  hard and then states ' none other than a marriage as we most definitely need it and right now we need to be strong as you are still early to your reign.'

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