Chapter Seven: The Spanish

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                                                           Two days later

Me and Francis were sitting in the gardens having tea and talking about everything." I was thinking if we have a son I'd like to name him James" said Francis." I bet you Catherine would say no French king should be named the Scottish name James" I said." I don't care I want him to be named after his brave grandfather who died on the battle field" said Francis. I smiled I loved him." if we have a girl Anne?" I asked." of course" he smiled. he stood up and dragged me up and he put his hands on my waist. He lifted me up and spun me for a second, then pulled me into a kiss." your majesties the king and queen of Spain are here" said a page." what?" said Francis." they arrived out of no where, your majesty" he said. Francis and I followed the page to the throne room to see the king and Francis' sister Elizabeth." sister" smiled Francis hugging her. I just grabbed a small glass of wine and sat on my throne. Francis hugged Phillip and then they all bowed. The Spanish who were once allied to my enemy were now my ally.   

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