Scottish Fire

Say Hello

Mary walked up to the man who she once knew as a boy "Hello your majesty." The Dauphin of France said with a bow Mary smiled sheepishly and replied quickly with "Oh no please call me Mary." Francis smiled  back  said "Francis, and I must say you have grown too be quite beautiful." and he took her hand and kissed it. Mary blushed and said awkwardly "So have you. I mean not that you are beautiful but that you are er I mean have grown to be quite handsome and masculine. Very masculine... uh I mean." she closed her eyes and grimaced as she heard all her ladies braking out into a fit of giggles behind her. She opened her eyes once more to Francis smirking at her and was blushing just as she was. While all of this has happening with Mary Adeline was having her own interesting hello. 

"Hello your highness." she curtsied "Please call me Louis." she looked at him she was almost tempted to do as he ask only because he was so handsome. He had very sort sharp almost looking hair that was a caramel color along with gorgeous hazel eyes she could get lost in that she almost forgot what she was saying. She snapped back to reality and said "Your highness is perfectly fine." he could see what she was doing. She was playing  hard  to get.'she is very beautiful' he thought. He was going to meet her with every intention that they could love each other. but clearly she was going to be a lock that will be difficult to open, good thing he loves a challenge. "Scottish woman are very stubborn" his father once said to him and his older brother Francis "If they want something they won't let your good looks affect that," she saw the smirk form on his face and thought 'oh no what the hell is he going to say now' " And what would you like me to call you, princess?" he said putting his hands on her waist. "Whatever you would like too." she said pushing him away and taking a step back realizing what he was doing. "Adeline!" she heard her sister Mary call "Come here I want you too meet someone!" sighing in relief Adeline looked at the handsome prince 'to handsome for his own good'  and said "I must go I trust I will see you later?" he smirked at her and said "Yes you will princess... I bet you will be even more beautiful next time if that is possible." she  scowled at him and walked towards Mary 'he is going to be a pain in my arse' 'I bet you hope he is' 'no you cant fall in love with him you are already loosing Mary to Francis and Scotland lost her to France a long time ago, she can't loose you too and you can't loose yourself. if the alliance is good for Scotland then you will do it if a stronger country asks you will accept. For. Scotland. there will be no falling in love with him do you understand'

She walked over to Mary. "Yes sister." she said sweetly Mary smiled at her and said "Adeline this is Francis, the future king of France." He looked at Adeline with a look of love she imagined an older brother would have for his baby sister, she almost felt guilty for not remembering him from anything besides the story people told her and said "Oh Adeline look how big you've gotten. You have grown so pretty." Adeline smiled at him "Thank you Francis. Is it alright if i call you that?" he smiled and nodded juts as Bash came to introduce himself He bowed and said "Your grace." Adeline looked at him and smiled very wide and said "I remember you! When I was little you would chase around the castle and would try and catch me for the nannys" he smiled at her and said "Yes that is me, the toddler chaser. And I must say you have grown to be very pretty." she smiled and said "Yes so I keep hearing" the four of them laughed and Francis said "Me and Bash must go but Mary I trust I will see you at my sister Elizabeths wedding?" Mary smiled and nodded  at him and they left.