Little Reign

Parties...

*Mary's POV*

"Do we have to go?" I ask Francis.

"Yes," Francis said, putting his hands on my waist. "They are celebrating us." Tonight was the ball to celebrate me getting pregnant.

"I know,"

"It'll be fun,"

"It'll doubt it," I said, "But as long as I stick with you I think I will be fine." I leaned up and gave him a kiss. There was a knock on the door and a gaurd walked in.

"It is time for you to go," The gaurd said, we nodded.

"Ready?" He asked me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I said and linked arms with him and left the room.

We walked in and everyone stared.

"Prince Francis and Mary, Queen of Scots." They announced. I looked at Francis and he gave me an encouraging smile. I walked forward, smiling so no one could see how nervous I was. I was used to having balls and parties for me, but now it was different, it wasn't just about me, it was my baby too. I felt like I was in a museum and everyone wanted to see the new exhibit, me and my baby.

We headed over to a couple of chairs and sat down, happy to sit.

"You okay?" He asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I will be, as long as I have you."

"I will be by your side as long as I can be,"

"Thank you"

"I love you,"

"I love you too," I said and he leaned in, about to kiss me. I turned away and gestured to the crowd. He looked hurt, but understood. We've kissed in public before, but I felt too watched, more than normal.

"I'm sorry, it's just this is a little much for me right now."

"Hey," he said, reaching over and grabbing my hand. "I understand, my mom likes to go overboard, even for the little stuff."

"Yeah, I know," I said and smiled.

The party could not have ended any sooner. Those 3 hours felt like forever. I was happy when Francis said we could go. We spent the first hour together, after that we got distracted with people constantly asking about my pregnancy. Francis had to handle a bunch of nobles and the Pope. A lot of political people-and just a lot of people in general- came to the party. We spent every moment we could together and even when we weren't, I tried to look at him at any and all given moments.

"Was that so bad?" He asked as we got back to his chambers. He started getting undressed.

"Yes," I said and he stopped and came over to me. "I felt like I was the most popular display at a museum."

"I'm sorry," he said and gave me a hug. I held onto it, I just wanted to be here with him. Tonight was torture and all that got me through it was him. He pulled back and gave me a kiss. It comforted me to have him. He put his arms on my back, going up to the edge of my dress. I didn't want to, but I needed him, I didn't know what to do. I pulled back and saw a look of confusion and hurt in his face.

"I can't," I said and ran out, not knowing why.

"Mary!" I heard him yell behind me.

I ran, step after step through the corridors. I didn't know where I was going at first, but I had to keep running. I didn't stop, I ran past my chambers, I didn't feel safe there. I eventually arrivrd at my secret place, trying to get some space.