Francis POV
I awoke from another nightmare sweaty and breathless I frantically began searching my bed for Mary before remembering that my nightmare was reality. I longed to see her beautiful face again to feel her gentle touch to receive her delicate kiss but alas she was gone. I got out of bed and threw on a shirt. A loud knock rapped on the door "come in" I shouted "the queen mother my lord" announced the guard before my mother strode in "How are you Francis" she said "I'm ok I guess mother, what do you want?" "Well I wanted to make sure that you were ok about today , unless you've forgotten" she spoke gently which was unusual for my mother " what's happening today" I asked quizzically. " umm Francis the funeral's today" she said quietly. I began to silently cry "I'm a terrible person" I cried "what on earth do you mean Francis?" " oh mother I forgot my own wife's funeral" I said hopelessly. "Francis , you have been so lost in your grief you've hardly eaten , slept or been very present at all I'm not surprised you forgot your far from accepting her death" my mother finished and looked at me sympathetically "mother I don't think I will ever get over her death!" "Well you must for France for Scotland and for Anne she is the queen of Scotland she needs you just as Mary needed you!" My mother was right but how could I forget Mary, how could I come to terms with her death?
The funeral was awful I simply stood silently through the whole thing with tears streaming down my cheeks. When I finally got out of the funeral I went to the nursery I gazed at my beautiful Anne. I held her gently she slept in my arms so peacefully so worry free. She smiled in her sleep and I felt a wave of love wash over me. I realised that Mary may be gone but Anne was here and I promise that I will do right by Mary and love and shelter this child forever. She was the last gift that Mary bestowed apon me.
At that moment all the bitterness and resentment I felt toward my beautiful Anne were gone. Yes she had taken Mary but she to had lost her to. We would face this world together me and my beautiful princess. I placed her down gently. Before collapsing back into the chair I was so tired I'd hardly slept since Mary died. I fell deep into sleep.
Francis's dream
"Francis I'm pregnant" "Oh my god Mary that's amazing" Francis lifts Mary spinning her round they laugh and kiss. *fast forward to 9 months later
"Francis I I can't do this" "Mary you have to push you can do this" "no Francis something somethings wrong" "Mary Mary no Mary"
"Mary" I screamed as I woke from my nightmare I was breathing heavily and I heard Anne's loud cry's "hey hey hey princess" I coed "it's alright daddy's got you" I picked her up gently rocking her side to side soon her cry's turned to content babbling. Her eyes sparkled as Mary's did. I put her down. Before taking a few hasty steps away from the crib my eyesight started to cloud over I felt dizzy then it went black...
"Francis Francis" I awoke to someone calling my name I opened my eyes it was Greer "where where am I?" I said drowsily " infirmary, you collapsed in the nursery" said Greer. "Oh" "Francis are you ok?" "What do you mean Greer?" "Francis ever since Mary died you've hardly spoken eaten, slept and now this collapsing. Francis I know you miss her everyone does but you are king" said Greer sadly "I know but .. how how do I rule without her Greer she's always been by my side I don't think I can do it without her!" I cried letting my tears flow."Francis if there's anything I learnt from Mary it's that everyone is strong and that includes you" she said softly "Greer I don't feel strong" I admitted "you know Francis Mary said that to me once after the attack on the castle she said those exact words" she was trying to make me feel better but she just reminded me of what I did to Mary how my choices bought her such pain and caused her to suffer so much.
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A Queen Was Born
Fanfiction!!!!DISCONTINUED!!!! After Francis's wife Mary tragically dies during the birth of their first child he is left heartbroken and alone with his newborn daughter Anne. How will he cope without Mary's love and support? How will he support Anne without...