Forbidden love (FrUK)

Chapter twenty (final!)

~third person pov~

The day was gloomy as Francis and Arthur waited for them to be executed. They held each other tightly as time slowly passed by the second. Not knowing the time or how much longer they had left. Francis tried to soothe Arthur's sorrow by rubbing circles around his back and telling him, "It will be alright," when he knew deep down that it would not be the case this time.
"Alright, get them" a man came into their cell and pointed at them, causing two guards to come in and grab them. 

"I have been waiting all day to see this," one of the men laughed. Francis and Arthur looked at each other weakly, not trying to put up a fight, for they knew it would make it worse on them. Trudging through the prison cells and out into the castle courtyard, they were met by many angry people and even some royals who sat there concerned. From the corner of Arthur's eyes, he saw the Princess of Belgium crying, knowing she could not do anything to stop what was about to happen. 

The two guards placed Arthur and Francis side by side, putting ropes around them.
"King Arthur, and Sir Francis, you both have been charged with indecency and homosexuality by the kingdom and adultery," the speaker said, reading from a scroll.
"Any last words before you meet your death?" a guard laughed, pulling Francis's ropes tighter. Francis winced at this and looked Arthur in the eyes lovingly. 

"Yes.....Arthur...I would not trade our deeds for anything else in the world. I got to feel your loving touch, and it soothes my aching heart," Francis smiled at Arthur, seeing a tear go down his cheek. Some sobs started erupting from the crowd, and he saw someone running from the corner of his eyes. 

"Francis..... you have made everything worth it....even if the consequence is death.....I will one day see you again....afterlife or in reincarnation," Arthur smiled, seeing Francis's face one last time.
"Wait-." A voice was heard outside the crowd but cut off when the lever was pulled.
Francis and Arthur's necks had been snapped from the fall.

 
The woman yelling was the Queen of England. She missed her chance barely; she was holding the new law in her hand. She stared at their hanging corpses in horror. She marched up to announce it then. 

"I declare today, the first day, homosexuality is not illegal but legal," she declared with tears coming from her eyes. Everyone looked shocked at her words and looked at their king and Prince of France. 

Something must have snapped in everyone, for they took off their hats in sadness as they suddenly mourned for the victims.
Isabel dropped to her knees and pulled on the shirt Arthur was wearing.
"I was too late, Arthur.....please forgive me; I am sorry," was all she could say before the princess of Belgium came to her aid and tried to comfort her.
"No, you were not. This is a stepping stone for the kingdom. This means something like this will never happen again," Emma smiled at Isabel.
Isabel nodded and wiped the tears off her face.
"I will not let their deaths go in vain; I will not let it!" Isabel yelled, slamming her fist into the wood of the execution docks.

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Three years later, a memorial for them was made inside the castle. Isabel has managed to find the cottage and take a few things. Like the letters Francis wrote to Arthur and the letter Arthur finally wrote back to him.
The memorial was in a deep shade of red as it had many of the letters hung up in frames with dates. The purpose was to tell the story of the two lovers who could not be until their death.
"Mum, What is wrong?" A small three-year-old tried to jump atop her lap as she stared at the memorial.

"Nothing, Arthur, go play for a bit," the mother tried smiling at the young boy.
The boy did as she said and ran off to play. 

"If only I would have woken up earlier, skipped breakfast, or ran faster....you could have been here today," Isabel started to feel tears come out of her eyes as she started to sob uncontrollably.
She had to hurry and get ready for the party later; she would meet with France's diplomats and discuss their alliance. In hopes that their young children could help with that by becoming friends. 

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That night as they arrived. Young prince Arthur got to meet with the young son Of France.
"Do not be scared; go say hi" Isabel pushed Arthur to their child as both parents smiled at each other. 

"Hello, I am prince Arthur, the second of England," The young boy held his hand for him.
"Bon....Bonjour....my name ez prince Francis of France," the other young boy said with a heavy French accent. Once hearing the other boy's name, Isabel started to feel more tears come out of her eyes. She looked at the parents, and they explained.
"Francis, the older sister, named her son of her lost brother," the king and Queen of France said sadly.

 
Isabel understood and quickly sat on a seat to look at the children getting along together. Quicker than that of which she thought. 

"Maybe this time?" Isabel whispered to herself and continued to watch the children play happily as the King and Queen of France sat with her and watched as well.

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That is it!!!!! Thank you so much for reading, it was super fun.