You straighten your shoulders and take another deep breath before walking forward, the two guards beside you. You look straight ahead, avoiding eye contact with everyone you pass. People staring at you as you wandering who this familiar seemingly familiar stranger is. You enter the throne room where King Henry and Catherine are sitting. Bash is hiding in the crowd of nobles who followed you there.
Page: Y/N of Scotland, your majesties.
You:(bowing) You're majesties.
Henry looks almost as shocked as everyone else.
King Henry: We've been searching for you for years.
You: I know you're grace. And I thank you for all of your efforts, France's efforts.
King Henry: We weren't expecting you (trying to find words) Catherine find Y/N some rooms.
Catherine: I happen to know the most beautiful rooms we have are empty...You can have those.
You: Thank you, your majesties.
Meanwhile Bash goes flying out of the throne room to find Francis. Francis is just coming back from a ride.
Bash: Francis!!!!
Francis: What?
Getting off his horse
Bash is trying to speak.
Francis: Your out of breath Bash, breathe.
Bash: You will never guess who's in the throne room with Father...right now.
Francis: Bash, the pope only approves marriages, he doesn't conduct them.
Bash: It isn't the pope.
Francis: I don't have time for guessing games.
He starts to walk off.
Bash: It's Y/N!
Francis stops and slowly turns around.
Francis: What did you just say?
Bash: Y/N is here.
Francis: You saw her?
Bash: Yes.
Francis: She's alive?
Bash: And she's here.
Francis: She's....
A/N: Upcoming chapters will be longer, I promise.
