Outer Space {FDV}

Eleven

Madeleine Bernadotte

"I've never been more uncomfortable in my life" Linnea groans as she tried to undo her corset.
"My ribs are permanently embedded in my ribs, don't start with me" I respond rubbing my arm out of nerves.
"I can keep the braids though, right Mads?" Tove asks as I nod, braids are an essential part of our monarchy, bringing all the cultures together to form one. All royals must have a form of braid in their hair if it exceeds a certain length.
"Linnea could you please hand me that clip" I ask as she stands up and passed the clip to me, her dress is a light pink colour with lace covering the top half of her body and continuing to make a pointing low back look.

It was designed for me but it didn't look right when I wore it years ago so I left it in the trunk for someone else. Tove is wearing a yellow dress that reaches half her leg just bellow her knees, it has flower detailing in white and beads adding dimension to the sweetheart neckline. It's rather beautiful, and suits her complexion.

"Personally I wouldn't pick this dress but whatever" she tells me as I look into the full length mirror. My dress is yellow and strapless, synching at the waist before flowing into a rather large skirt which is floor length.

"Knock knock" a voice says behind the door and opens it to reveal Catherine as she looks in awe at us whilst Miss Evelyn takes my sisters out the room most likely to the throne room.
"You like wonderful" she comments as I bow at her.
"Is it time?" I ask as she nods, taking my hand in hers as I take a deep breathe. This is going to be hard.

~Throne room

"As you know, we have the best chance at taking England from right under Mary Tudors nose. Well, my loyal companions, the time is now. The old bitch is dead. Queen Mary Tudor of England is dead!" Henry yells as I feel my heart sink in my chest, my mother is dead.
"We have one of the best chances at taking England, Queen Mary Stuart is the rightful heir to the throne. What better way to get it then by having her a known catholic, and heir making catholic take the crown. Francis and Mary shall wed by the next candlelight, then we take England as our own!" He yells more as I look over at my sibling who seem to be taking it just as hard, all of them pointed away from everybody. I see the glean in Miss Evelyns eyes fade at the news of her dear friends passing and Tove clutching onto her. I look at Francis who looks at me not only terrified but with pity and empathy.
"I will be the queen of England" Mary yells as loads of people cheer while I move behind everyone and leave the throne room, wiping tears as I run faster until I reach my chambers. Entering my chambers I pull off my shoes and start to scream, throwing books and candles at the walls. Smashing wine glasses on the floor and ripping the curtains that surround my bed. Screaming more I rip down the alliance flag as light a match holding it to the flag and letting it burn as I sink to the ground sobbing.
"And I defy you stars" I yell and hear my siblings yell as the door enters and the person grabs me, holding me close to them.
"Get off! Get off!" I scream trying to push them away as their grip tightens. I curl my fist and punch their chest and kick at them trying to get away from them as they hold me tighter.
"Queen Madeleine please" the person says as I look up at them and see the kitchen boy, Leith holding me.

"Please, I long to die" I whisper as he carries me out of the room and to Catherine's chambers where my ladies, Catherine, Bash and Francis sit. Leith places me on the lone couch across from them all and sits next to me.
"Madeleine, we're sorry for your loss" Catherine says as I look at her, glaring through the tears.
"If you had let me go to England like I wanted then this would've been avoided" I spit as Leith places his hand on my shoulder, rubbing it ever so gently.
"My mother is dead. She is dead. You have no right to take pity as you could've help avoid this. I don't care what you say, my mother is dead. Keep my ladies. They are no longer needed." I spit standing up and walking out of the chambers. I hear footsteps following me and see Francis and bash just passed Catherine's chamber doors, Francis catches my gaze and turns away.

"I long to die!" I scream at the and run out of the castle as I hear footsteps following me, I stop and drop to my knees and let out a pained scream. The person sits next to me and takes my hand in his, I look and see Francis sitting next to me.
"Madeleine, please don't say that. You are my wife and I love you, you are my life. But without you my heart is closed" he whispers.

"Please don't leave me, my love".