Sparks Fly When You're Around

Chapter 12 - Back to France

Francis and Mary got separated. Mary was cleary nervous walking around the room was given to her. She want to kill her cousin, she want to leave that country. She only want to be happy with the love of her life but everything seem to be getting away from her. She took a deep breath and look at the paintings wondering why Elizabeth would have done that! What she could gain from that? They weren't kings yet and Henry wouldn't give way is throne without falling dead: like real dead!

"I don't support this!" She yelled with all her lungs knowing that her cousin should be far away from there. She had enough for her twisted games... of her cruelty. The door opened and Francis walk to her hugging her.

"Shhhh... I'm here.... Everything is going to be fine." He says trying to calm her down. She looks at him and realize he shouldn't be there! They were locked away far from each other. How in the hell he got to get to her? She lift an eyebrow look at him trying to find the words she wouldn't dare to speak.

"You know I am a very persuasive man." He smiles to her and grabbing her hand. "And we have to run away from here." He adds in a slow and very low tune. " You only have to trust me." Mary rolls her eyes and smiles to him.

"I trust you... always trusted!" Her face turn serious. "But if we get caught trying to run away..."

"She is in her reunion, in a room far from this part of the castle." He says looking at her. "The castle is quiet and we can't avoid the guards." He says throwing way clothes from the servants of the kitchens. "Put that on." He advices looking at her.

"What!!?" Mary asks loud. Francis rolled his eyes and smile." I will not dress this... clothes with you here... I don't want you to..." Mary was too nervous and being too shy. Francis were being patience and saw a reluctant Mary grabbing in her clothes. Francis stayed in silence expecting her to finish the sentence. "You know what!?? Just turn around and don't dare to peek!" She finishes determined and Francis just smiled thinking that was the girl he fell in love with.

He turned his face just a little bit to peek, it was stronger than him. He wanted her with all his heart. But he saw her flaming burn eyes at him with a warning face. He couldn't deny it: he was loving that even if their lives were at a great danger. "Sorry... you are too lovely that I could resist."

"Oh! If that was right you didn't have spent soooooooooo many time with Olivia, remember?" But then she smiles.

"You never will forget that, do you?"

"Of course not... but I won't forget either that you cross the Ocean to fight for me, for us..." She adds finishing dressing that clothes. Then she realizes he was with the exact same clothes that he was caught. "Francis... why are you still..."

"Don't worry about that... I have a good plan." He opens the door and look into the long corridor. "Let's go." He says in a low tune running and stop when they saw a guard. "Stay here... well hidden." He commands and start to get close of him. He make him unconscious and pull him to Mary's room. He undresses him and put his clothes and after that he tied him into a chair. Like servants of the queen they look invisible to everyone's eyes. They were so calm like we did that every single day.

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"He need to find a way to break in." Bash says looking into his men hoping someone had a brilliant idea. No one speak, they just keep standing and looking at him. "Right, why should always be me doing the hardest part?" Bash says beneath teeth, rolling his eyes and deep down was hoping that Francis already had one.