Reign: In a Different Way

Chapter Four

          Mary POV

   It has been two weeks since I appealed to the king to send troops to my mother in Scotland. He has still not given me an answer, and I am quite fed up with his selfishness. I start making my way to Francis's chambers, stomping as I walk down the corridors. I knock on his door rather harshly, but I didn't care my mother was losing get hold on Scotland, my country. If I lose it then there won't be any chance of me marrying anyone and I will have nothing left.
   "Francis," I yell through his door which he opens rather quickly.
   "Yes Mary?"
   "Will you please talk to your father about the troops to Scotland," I plead looking deeply into his eyes. He looks at me for a moment before replying, "Anything I say won't make a divergence and he will see me as weak for even trying." He looked down and this a glum look overcame the calm one he wore before. I felt kinda of bad for asking him and just left the area muttering a quick it's okay before retreating to my rooms.
   Tomorrow will be the day I finally take my problem to the king of France. As of right now I will just request an audience with him tomorrow afternoon.