A/N I'm so so sorry I haven't written very much I just didn't quite know how to start this next part, but now I do so there will be more coming soon!!! Thanks for reading!!
-Silver
I recollected the stones I had dropped and then sat on the grass thinking. My heart was still beating fast from my encounter with Bash. Not because of him, of course, for that would be absurd as I had only just met him. No, it was the whole ordeal with Jack. I wish I knew why he just ran off like that. It wasn't much like him.
I took a deep breath as my heart began to slow down and stood up, wiping my feet over the grass to clean off the majority of the mud before heading inside.
As I got to a oak door I raised my hand and knocked lightly on the door. No one answered. Maybe Francis is out. I thought to myself. Just to be sure, though, I knocked again, louder this time, the hard wood stinging against my knuckles.
The door opened a crack. "Francis? It's Anne.... I was outside and..." I trailed off as he opened the door more and I could see that his shirt was off. "Oh... I... Uh...." I stuttered, swallowing.
"What is it?" Francis sounded impatient.
"I found these stones outside.. I thought maybe you could use them for making your swords...." I smiled, pointedly ignoring him having no shirt and reached my hand out to him with the stones.
He closed the gap between my hand and the door partway and I yanked my hand back. "What's wrong? I thought you would like...." I stopped as I realized something. Francis was a man.
I don't mean I didn't know that already, but it meant he had more rights. "Are you... Are you with someone?"
Francis stepped back in alarm and I knew I had guessed correctly. "Francis I-"
He cut me off. "Mary. One day I will be king and you will be my queen. We will be married, but that does not I mean I am bound to you in faith." He slammed the door shut.
Did he say what I just think he said? I was shocked. Because I am woman he thinks he can control me?! I thought angrily. I turned on my heel, jaw clenched and ran back out to the river bank, casting the stones in the river so hard my shoulder hurt and the splash got on my already muddied boots.
I silently sank to the ground and began to pull the grass out of the ground. Yank. Yank. Yank. I pulled the grass out fist by angry fist.
YOU ARE READING
Snakes In The Garden
FanficIn a world full of deceit and lies it's hard to know who to trust. Will Anne and her ladies be able to survive French court? Or will the marriage alliance she has with France fall apart to the destruction of all? Note: this is very similar to Reign...
