Flamme Éternelle: A Reign Fanfiction

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Mary stood in her quarters in the convent somewhere in the French countryside. She had prepared for the morning meal with the nuns; she was dressed in plain clothing, something she had gotten used to over the years. The dresses were lighter and less likely to get ruined than the dresses she had worn when she was small and living in King Henry II's castle. Unfortunately, even these dresses had corsets.

She hadn't been the only child at Henry's castle. He had children. A small, round-cheeked, blue eyed, blonde haired boy named Francis. She had been told that she was betrothed to him. She had spent most of her childhood away from Francis and didn't really remember him. Would she like him when they finally met? Would she even go through with this marriage? She hadn't picked it; what if she didn't love him? Her mother had always said in her letters that she was doing what was best for Scotland. That was their goal, to do what was best for Scotland, where she would rule when she came of age. She had to do what was best for her people, her feelings didn't matter. She could learn to love him.

There had been another boy too. He was Henry's older son, but he had a different mother. Mary knew he was a bastard child. She remembered seeing his keen blue eyes watching her from under shaggy brown hair. He hadn't played with her as much as Francis. Sebastian was his name. No, he went by Bash because Francis hadn't been able to pronounce his name when he first started talking. How did she remember such things?

"Your Majesty?" a timid voice said from the doorway.

"Oh, Agnes, there is no need to call me that," Mary smiled warmly at the young girl.

"Yes, Your- Mary. Breakfast is being served."

"Alright, let us go." The two made their way downstairs and out of the building to where a breakfast of porridge was being served on the side of the convent. Everyone said Grace. One of the nuns tested the food. This was customary since Mary was going to be the Queen of Scotland someday and the nuns were responsible for keeping her out of harm's way, from cuts and bruises to poison. Everyone else was about to start eating because the food was deemed safe when the nun began choking. She had already swallowed, so nothing was lodged in her throat. The porridge had been poisoned. Her lips were turning blue and she began coughing up blood. Mary was frozen in her seat staring at the dying nun. A few other nuns grabbed Mary and pulled her inside. "Go, child! Gather your belongings! It is no longer safe for you here! you must return to the French court!"

And with that Mary packed her things in a flurry, and a coach was called. She felt awful about the nun's fate.

Tears ran from her eyes as she stood before all the women at the convent. She hugged them all goodbye and was helped into the carriage. Drying her tears, she sat up straight, mentally preparing herself for her return to court, the politics that court entailed, and her arranged marriage with Francis.

Author's Note

Hello, everyone! I know that this is very close to the storyline of the show, but there will be changes as this is an AU story focusing on Mary and Bash. I hope you liked this and you keep reading! Please vote and comment to let me know what you think! :-)