A Frary Tale

Homeland

Prince James is now 5 months old. Today they are leaving for Scotland, they are going to stay there for a month before Aylee and Marcus gets married. “Are you excited Mary?” “Yes Francy, although.” “Although what?” “Do you think my people will like me? I left them.” “Yes you did left. To get an alliance.” “But it doesn’t feel that way. It would take a mentally ill person not to notice that we’re in love. They might think that…” “That what? You married me because we love each other. What’s wrong with that? You hit two birds with one stone. And so did I.” “Thank you Francis. I needed that talk.” “Anytime my shrimp.”

They reached Scottish Court. Greer and Kenna were excited to see their family. Aylee of course was already here a month before. Marie welcomed them. “Daughter, I’m glad you are here. Scotland has been waiting for your return.” “I’m glad I’m here too.” “Is this James now? He’s so big. And he looks like his Father” Marie said while getting James from his maid. “My mother said his big for his age.” Francis said. And Marie nodded. “Well I gave connecting rooms.” Marie said. “Mother. Francis and I are sharing a room.” “I know daughter. The joining room is for your son, because I do know that you always keep him near.” “Oh. Thank you mother.”

The month went on fast. Mary and Francis were admired by the Scots. They work as a team in running Scotland and their advisers and the nobles couldn’t be more proud that they serve this kind of Royals.

It is the day of Aylee’s wedding. Everyone gathered in a church. Then everyone went to the reception. Mary and Francis danced the whole night until they felt that they were hungry. “Mary, you need to eat, let me carry James.” Mary handed James to Francis and she ate. “Mary don’t eat that. That’s pork. Here take my chicken.” But Mary still ate the pork, she likes how it smells and hates how the chicken looks like. And to her surprise she liked it. She really liked it. Then Mary started counting and Francis found it confusing, 'What is she counting?' Francis asked himself. Then Mary spoke wiith excitement in her tone. “Francis, I think I need to see the court physician later. Will you come with me?” “Sure. But why?” “I need to confirm it first. Alright love?” “You’re making me nervous. But fine.”