"Good morning, stranger,"you whispered as you entered Charles' chambers. It was the day after the death of King Francis. Charles had sent the whole night in your chambers talking and crying, though he would never admit it. Now the servants were prepping him for the funeral, then his crowning ceremony. Today he will say goodbye to his brother and replace him, all in the same day.
"Morning love," He croaked, you knew the lack of sleep was getting to him. You walked closer as he fixed his sleeve. You swept a piece of his hair behind his ear. As you stared into his puffy blue eyes your heart ached worse. You already were grieving over you dear friend, but to see the boy you love in this state made the pain worsen.
"Could you give us a moment please my dears? Just wait outside the doors, I'll call you when we are ready." You spoke calmly to the servants who filled the room, they bowed towards Charles and exited the chambers.
"How are you feeling, my love?" Charles questioned as the last servant left. You turned back to him with shock on your face.
"How I'm feeling doesn't matter, what matters is that you are ready for tonight's events." Charles smiled at you.
"You are the greatest thing in my life, and I know you are hurting too. You and Francis were close, Don't hesitate to share your feelings with me just because he was my brother." You felt a tear run down your face and Charles soft thumb wiped it away.
"I'm so sorry i'm crying," Charles shook his head.
"Don't be, just promise me you will be by my side at the funeral." You shook your head, the tears flowing faster.
"I'll just embarrass you,"
"You never could, my queen." You gasped
"Charles. Do you really mean that?" He nodded and smiled for the first time that week.
"Francis and Mary approved it before he passed, tomorrow we will be married and you will be crowned queen of France." you jumped on him hugging him as tight as you could, forgetting everything that had happened. Just you and your future king, everything and everyone didn't matter.
