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ix.

( fact nine! )
isabelle de valois wishes to
have only three children.

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"eden, come here please." james stuart sighed, waiting for his energetic daughter to arrive by his side.

the five year old princess was more than excited to travel to her home country. her father had told her thousands of stories about scotland and how she was born there—how he was the regent once.

eden rushed over to her father's side. it was no secret that james was eden's favorite parent. the small princess knew that her mother was so busy with running a country, and she did not mind. her father often gave her the proper attention that she needed.

"we have to be careful in scotland. do you understand?" isabelle whispered to arthur as they walked out of the castle.

"yes, i understand. do you think i want to be killed for betraying the ex-regent of scotland?" arthur questioned.

"you're being dramatic." isabelle rolled her eyes. the queen walked over towards her husband, standing beside him.

ever since the day in the throne room, belle and arthur had managed to keep a secret romance inside of french court. over the past five days, the two shared glances when people were in the room and kisses when no one was around.

james looked down at his wife, curious as to what had taken her so long.

"are you ready to go back to scotland?" james inquired, offering belle a smile.
"absolutely." belle smiled up at her husband.

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as the carriage came to a stop, the door opened and queen isabelle was helped out of the carriage. then, james departed, holding a sleeping eden in his arms.

another carriage stopped behind theirs, and arthur soon departed from the second carriage.

the advisor looked over at isabelle, giving her an annoyed glance. the advisor walked over towards the queen.

"next time, i would appreciate it if i were not in the carriage with all of the luggage." arthur commented, annoyed. a chuckle came from james's mouth. james stuart had arranged for arthur to be in the carriage with the royal family's luggage.

"james!" isabelle gasped as she realized that her husband was responsible. before isabelle could scold the king consort, the sound of a fare began, causing the royals and arthur to turn to face the noise.

the scottish royals gathered around, waiting for the entrance of their queen. mary stuart walked gracefully through the crowd, and soon stood in front of her brother and sister-in-law.

isabelle couldn't hold back her smile as she was finally reunited with one of her best friends. as mary stopped walking, the sound of the fare ended.

mary's smile widened at the sight of her brother's family.
"hello, belle!" mary greeted excitedly.

the queens rushed to hug each other, knowing that they had plenty to catch up on.
"i've missed you dearly! it's so lonely in this castle without you or bash or francis!" mary pointed out, letting out a delicate laugh.

"we need to catch up! i have so much to tell you!" belle responded, nodding.

mary let go of her friend, and looked at her brother, who was holding mary's now woken niece.

"james, you look as dashing as ever," mary grinned. "and you eden, are the most gorgeous princess i've ever seen." mary smiled warmly at the small princess.

eden stuart blushed at the compliment, becoming embarrassed. the redhead princess buried her head into her father's shoulder to hide her red tinted cheeks.

"the monarchy suits you, sister." james complimented.
"why thank you. oh, hello, arthur!" mary's brown eyes traveled over towards isabelle's advisor.

duke arthur smiled and nodded towards the queen.
"hello, your majesty." he responded.

mary turned her head to face isabelle, her long raven hair flowing behind her as she turned.
"where do i begin?" mary grinned.