Shaddock: A love story

Prologue

It was overcast in Country Antrim.Dunluce castle was hidden in the apothic

atmosphere of the Irish basalt.Princess Shaddock MacQuillin was agaze at

the grey windows.Her long Auburn hair fell freely behind her angelic features.

 Hot tears appeared in her azure blue eyes and streamed down her face

.The clamor of the wind

outside was calling her, quickly she gasped and opened the stained glass door

that lead out to the stoned balcony, walking to the very edge.Holding on to the banister , she climbed up, and stood,the wind whipping her hair  as she jumped into the grey sea.

And nothing more of her was heard...

Chapter One

As the howling winds attempted to penetrate the cold castle walls, The King

sat upright in his throne.Had he fallen asleep ?Was he dreaming?He must go

see his daughter at once!But  he couldn't just leave, the King of France

and the Grand Duke  were at his presence, he couldn't leave yet.So He waited.

They talked about the training of the Squires in Britain.

''Ah your Majesty,anything to add'',?asked the King of France.Touching his high satin colar.

The King sat straighter up in his chair.All of the round table seemed to be watching

him closley.Beads of sweat started to fall from his long forehead.''Nothing more

your majesty'',?asked the Queen.Her pale blue eyes were kind and were comforting

in the anxious room.''Yes'',.He said staring at his wife.''If all men were just, there

would be no need of valour'',.All of the table seemed to agree, or maybe they

were being ethical .''Quite right,your majesty '', said the Archduke.''But might I also

add, the better part of valor is discretion, in the which better part I have saved my life'',

''Yes very true,that I might say it could save all of ours as well'', said the queen.Her

auburn hair was dark against her pale face,her green gown made her eyes seem even

more alluring than they naturaly were.Suddenly  a  knock appeared at the court doors, a messenger  boy holding a scroll entered the room.''Here, Here, The King of England wishes the  Archduke of France, Henrie Beauforte to return to the Englsih Court immeadeatley,under private buissness.'' The archduke stood up from his chair and said''I am truly sorry your Majesties,I've got a journey ahead, so I must be excused from your

presence , the king of England would like to hear from you soon'', said

The Archduke, bowing before the king and queen He left escorted by the messenger who also

bowed and left with the Him.''Your Majesties , would you like to eat now'', asked

the  high governess.Her black corsetdress flowed all the way down to the stone floor as she walked

into the room.''Ah yes please escourt the Court and  The King  to My dining hall,

I shall join them later''.Everyone at the table rised and bowed and left except for the

Queen and himself.''What seems to wound your thoughts'', said the queen.Her face

wasn't afraid,but kind and yet sad at the same time.''Nothing to worry ,I mus'nt tary about;