*A young woman who was not a noble at court caught all the eyes about the young woman. Though Mary had been allowing questions from all her subjects this day seeing that they were at war and the English were raiding the French lands. Farmers, nobles and alike. Normally the farmers would take it up ~
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Belle faltered. Highness? Majesty? Lady? She settled on highness. "Your highness forgive me I am a stranger in your land. I am a french woman with no way to return home."
She left out all the rest. First and foremost she needed a place to stay and a library to browse ...
If you are French, you are not a stranger in this land. You are in France. I would be the stranger. I am from Scotland. But ~
Her marriage only had made her royal, and she had never thought of herself as a princess. She wondered if her name rang any bells among thr gathering as the peasant girl who had scandalously snared a handsome prince