T.E.M.D (Charles Valois Fanfic)(Stopped)

Chapter 5

Lexi's POV

One Week...

I couldn't stop thinking about Charles since the encounter the other night. But one thing I didn't get was the fact that he said he had to get married like he had no choice. But everyone has choice even it leads to a chain of unfortunate events.

Anyway, I left that night and went to my rooms, hoping that Mikayla wasn't there and when I went inside she wasn't and sighed letting out the air that I didn't know was there. She did come later that evening and I pretended to be asleep and she actually fell for it. Then we began the daily routines for being a maid and it had been the same and it started to get boring.

Mikayla has been a good friend and has been teaching me how to do everything but still I was getting it wrong. When I was little this never happened I used to do nothing and enjoy life but that was what got me into trouble. That's why I ran because my consequences led to my punishment. But there is nothing that can change what I had done and sometimes I regret it but going back one day will make me regret it the most.

Sadly, since I wasn't a lady I wasn't allowed to go to balls or extravagant events and tonight Catherine Di Medici will be holding one and she is known for parties, maybe I could sneak in and take a peak but I don't work in the kitchens so that would be a big mistake as I probably burn it down and I would be fired from a great job.

Today whilst working I heard the strangest thing that a royal member from the Moroccan Empire was here and engaged to the King. What?!?! was my first reaction but no one knows my biggest secret that could ruin everything I have worked for.

Then someone whacked me in the head and I turned around to see Mikayla fuming. she shouted 'Lex. What are you doing this is all wrong?Like do you know how to fold the clothes, didn't your mother teach you anything.' She said

'No.'I told her. 'Well she should've. Lex you know that we can't afford to lose this job as we have nothing to achieve in life. Imagine if we could marry a noble or a even a royal but none of us could.' she said.

'I'm sorry Kay. The truth is my mother died when my little sister was a babe and I was barely 3 years old and I didn't learn anything from a mother figure that I actually had.' all she did was stare.

'That's the first time you have ever opened up to me. I would never had expected you to tell be about your past.' she paused then continued ' I'm sorry. I didn't know that, so I guess life was hard for you.'

'Nah not really, it felt like everything was done for me.' I told her and all she did was stared with a puzzle look on her face.

'Never mind. All I'm saying is life wasn't difficult due to never doing anything.'

'I can see that' she said.

I laughed at her response and she told me 'If you opened about your past it's my turn. We've known each for a while I guess it's time anyway. When I was 8 my mother was killed by some Catholics due to her faith of being a Lutheran. She tired to live in secrecy but someone saw her odd pattern of not attending mass and she was questioned. She was brave you know and didn't give in and paid with her life but she died with honor and integrity . She didn't mind other religions but she didn't know why she had to suffer. I never actually took the religion but I did consider it to make her happy. But she told me that Catholicism was the way to survive in a nation so strong and influences it. '

'But France is being taken over my Protestantism.' I said

'No. I grew up in Italy, well the boarders of it in the city of Ventimiglia. Even though I met u in France I am originally Italian, I left Italy when I was 9 and moved to live with Aunt since she lived in Menton, France.' She quietly said

'What bout your father?' I asked in wonder

'No. That's all I can say.' She said as a tear fell down her cheek. Then I grab her and hugged her trying to calm her down. We had stayed like this for a while until she had stopped. Then we quickly finished up the room then headed down to our rooms. We skipped dinner and Mikayla was knocked out on the bed completely. I checked if she was asleep and went to my backpack to retrieve my dairy.

At the front it said:

Dairy of Alessandra Di Giovanni

When I opened it opened up to the first page and I had written:

Thursday 29th October 1560

Whoever reads this will know of my major plan of running away from the royal life. In order to be successful I must plan this escape carefully and flee to a village and another boarding country to make sure that I am unidentifiable. You may think that being Queen is an amazing opportunity but not if you are its sole heir.

They will force me to marry a man who is a decade older than me. When I don't want him as I don't love him and if we were to marry he will take my cease all my power. That's is why I need to run. I need my younger brother Adam to be King. He will make this country a better place and I know it.

I want to be known as the forgotten Queen and live an ordinary life like a peasant but a royal has never done this and I will be the first. I know it will be dangerous because if word got out that I am missing then I could be worth something to someone. That's why I will become a maid rather than a rich noble as then I will be invisible to the rich and nobility will never look at me.

I will anger a lot of people but it's worth it because this country doesn't need a Queen, it's needs a King and that my brother can do. My mother was a great Queen but I will never be like her as I am one thing that she isn't: A COWARD. My whole life I was trained to be someone else's property and not my own person.

This is my decision to run as I can truly express myself and no one can say anything. I could climb trees or play ball. Or even do my favourite activity, sword fighting. I know it sounds like unlady like but I don't care because I am good at it as I use to beat the guards in the castle when no one is around. Life is difficult because I can't truly express myself. Society won't accept me nor will family or any other county. I am just a girl and the burden of country is inherited to me and I have to make the people's decision not my own. Now I will make final decision as a ruler which is. I am leaving my life to find my true self and maybe even love.

Yours Truly

Allie Giovnni

I stare at the page and took a deep breathe in and I knew that I had made the right decision as now I am working for myself, have a new identity and can do what I like with no one judging me. I shut the book as I try to forget about my past life that I left behind. Then placing underneath my mattress knowing that no one will ever look there. And got into bed and feel into a deep sleep.