Perspective d' Marie
I am seated in my throne chair and am simply watching as people talk and walk during this event. Francis still is not here, so I do not have to do any socializing yet.
I was warned by Catherine that there will be maidens dressed in beautiful attires as they try to catch Francis' attention. So, she had my servants put me in a red gown to stand out.
Suddenly, I see Bash walking his way toward me and immediately the hairs on my skin come to a stand. Men coming to me are helplessly triggering. He has come to ask me a question. "Mary, where is the king?"
Slowly and in a low voice, I say, "Why would I know? We are apart. I no longer keep track on where he goes." Bash's face goes from panicked to sympathetic. "There is no need to be saddened or feel sorry for this, Bash," I reassure him. Then, I harden my voice to state a command. "Go ahead and find him."
"Yes, my queen." And off he goes.
While waiting, my eyes search around for a dark-haired prince. Where could the King of Navarre's brother be?
"Hi," my body freezes as I recognize whose voice it is.
"Francis. You're here now," I stand up as we are about to make small conversations with the guests. "Shall we?"
He nods gently. Something is wrong with him. He usually is not like this.
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