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Mary Queen of France and Scotland.
I am Mary, Queen of Scots and, I have come for my throne. (MDNI 25 + NO DM RP'S MC Det + Lit #Single,) I ONLY follow RP Accounts.
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*Mary left her throne and began walking the castle. Upon seeing the newest healer, the Queen stopped.* It's Rayne, isn't it? Why don't you tell me what you've been learning so far here. Was it worth it for you to come?
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~ I must ask. Why would you aid me? I must have something you need?
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~ Queen's eyes widened.* Innocents? I would never wish Innocents killed. They are my people. My husband and I care for our people more than most nobles. *It was indeed true.* We do not conscript our people into war if need be. We ask for volunteers. If we do not have enough, we then must do so. ~
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*She took the kerchief and dabbed her eyes.* Thank you, Dear Aerion. You listen to me moreso than most. *He began speaking of something of "The Cannibal."* What is this "Cannibal" you speak of? And how can it destroy my enemies? *Her eyes furrowed. He then mentioned not murdering innocents. The ~
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~ would allow his wife to travel thr French countryside alone during war-time?
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*The nobles backed away and began to whisper. None dare question The Queen. The daughter of King James V of Scotland. She'd been crowned Queen on her 6th day. Making her way to Belle, she took her arm and began walking arm in arm so they could speak alone.* So tell of this recluse Prince and why he~
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~ navy.
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~ against her. *She paused as she thought about how Francis was off fighting a war. Tears fell down her cheeks. She wiped them away.* I apologize. I think of my husband out there and I worry. Crying is not the behavior of royalty. As you well know. However my cousin's best military force is her ~
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~ both sides. In my opinion invading here is to distract France's forces and keep them occupied so she can take Scotland knowing my husband can not send troops to defend my country. My mother has been acting as my Regent since I was six days old. My country does not have the manpower to fight ~
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*It was only wise to wish to know ones enemies.* My cousin Elizabeth lives in England. It's an island to the north of here. My home, Scotland is on that island as well. She *Mary held out her hand palm up towards England and Scotland.* She has sent troops here in France and Scotland to invade from ~
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~ tell me of this husband of yours. Is he here?
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~ lineage on both sides of your families to the beginning that not one of you were came from a poor family? I can not say. Lord Narcisse? How about the rest of you? *She turned to Belle.* Listen not to them. They know nothing as to where there lineage began. It's where it is now that matters. So~
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~ this young woman was recently a peasant and worried her way into nobility." His words dripped from his lips. The other nobles came forth to back him up.* Mary stood and began walking about the room with her hands together about her stomach and head held high.* And who amongst you can claim your ~
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*Mary sat forward slightly as the other nobles backed away at the sound of her name. All but Lord Narcisse. A bold and arrogant man who had the ears of all the other Catholic Nobles. Her brow furrowed.* Lord Narcisse, am I addressing you? *She said firmly. "No, your Majesty, you are not. However ~
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~ *She held out her hand.* as you say, then we would know whether or not they look as they do in the books. *It wasn't that she couldn't believe him. However this was such a fantastical idea.*
My enemies would not know what hit them. That is if I would be able to use your dragon against them.
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*As he spoke her brows furrowed.* I've only read about dragons in fairy tales in books. They do not exist except in our minds and then to write them down in our books. Of course they have some pictures along side of them. So I have seen pictures of our interpretations of them. Yet if they are real,~
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~ the family of Valois and all of France have welcomed me as their Queen. What is your name? *Mary sat back upon her throne watching the woman waiting for her answer.*
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*A smile formed, but as the guard stepped forward and firmly stated "Address the Queen as Your Majesty." Mary stood and waved her hand.* Please, you are nervous. Do not be.
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 ~
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~ with the noble who owned their land and parceled it out amongst their farmers. However this young woman caught her eye.* Please stop. *She held out her hand.* You will not be harmed. Why have you come here today?
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*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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~ it. *Stopping and turning to him her curious nature overcame her.* And what might you have that we do not possess here, Prince Aerion?
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~ not in jest.* I do not despise her. I just wish we could work together as one. *He mentioned guards accompaning her wise.* They follow me everywhere. I have had attempts upon my life many times. Even before I arrived in France. My food taster in Scotland died. My cousin was the mastermind behind ~
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~ country, and the country of Scotland. Of which where I am Queen. My cousin Elizabeth is the Queen of England. She sits upon the throne there where I have rights to that throne as well. However she has stolen it from me. She now wishes to rule the world, the way I think about it. *She meant it ~
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*She, as a Queen consistently listened to her subjects and those who visited to her court. A smile crossed her faced as she listened to Prince Aerion.* Since you are not from this area, you must wonder about our wars. England is attempting to take over the countries of France.. my husband's ~
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~ currently off to war against England. I do hope he will return soon. Whilst Francis is away, I rule France. I am also the Queen of Scotland since the age of 6. I know not if your kingdom has female rulers. You may not be accustomed to it. However here in our area we have a number of Queens.
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*She stepped off her throne and began to walk towards the Prince. She was wrapped in a white fur so that may walk outside in the snow. A guard walked behind them to protect her in the event the man attempted to kill or kidnap the Queen. Worse things had occurred in the palace.* The King is ~
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~ husband, *her hand lay out toward Mary.* has gone off to war." Catherine was one to get right to things.* Please forgive her. I wish to speak to you of your home country. May we walk and discuss it?
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*His purple orbs and white hair enamored her. Perhaps more than Sébastien or Louis. Of course she was ashamed of those affairs as Francis was her true love. Her soul mate. All of France and Scotland knew that. "My name is Catherine de' Medici. The Dowager Queen of France. My son, Francis II her ~
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~ Might you educate me as to where this might may be located? *Catherine leaned forward and became quite belligerent as she always was. "And what might you wish from France, Prince Targaren?"* Her voice firm.*
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*A smile drew across her lips.* Hello, Prince Aerion of Westeros. I wish you and your people well. *Again her cocked as she attempted to recall the location of the country of Westeros. She had heard of so many. But none by that name.* My dear Prince, I have yet to hear of the country of Westeros. ~
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~ than accommodating with those visiting to treat with the utmost respect. Many Royals did not. However, she and Francis did. They felt it was a way to allow the people to see they loved them.* Who might you be and where are you from, Sir?
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*Mary cooked her head and had considered for but a moment as to whom this was and what land in which land he resided. Her back arched, hands gripped the arms of the throne. Leaning forward as he spoke, the Queen listened Intently.* It is an honor to meet you as well.* The Queen of Scots was more ~
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// I'd LOVE it.
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// I have seen the show 14 times. Have fun. I am @succulentsook.bsky.social
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Kissing down my neck, his hands upon the one thing you treasure most. *She moaned and leaned back against his chest.*
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If they were, they would all be in our bed.
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You are too good to me my love. I'll meet you there
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And he waits for me.
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Only with you here.
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Oh and you are so handsome. Thank you, my love.