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Her eyes fluttered open at the sound of Francis’ voice, and she can’t help but feel confused. “Francis? Is this real?”
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Her eyes fluttered open at the sound of Francis’ voice, and she can’t help but feel confused. “Francis? Is this real?”
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It was never supposed to happen, life was not fair. They had been given a second chance - he had been given a second chance. And then something like this happens - an assassination attempt on her. The murderers had almost succeeded as well. They had surprised her while she was roaming alone through the woods on that one, fatal sunny afternoon, taking a breath of fresh air after fetching her swim with her husband, Francis. The Queen of Scotland and France could still remember how her pale fingers glided over the feathery flowers. Enjoying the scent, she closed her eyes for a moment, completely forgetting the world around her, unaware of the impending danger. While Mary’s hands still stretched along the leaves, they had come for her. Rough and without mercy, they pressed a knife to the young woman’s throat, not giving her a chance to fight back. She had not been given the chance to catch a glimpse of her attackers as well, only the sound of their deep voices – which gave away that they were from the opposite gender – echoed through her head. Fighting for her life, she had tried to get away with all the power that her body could offer, while screaming for help. Crying of distress for him. “Francis!!" Was the last word that was produced by her vocal cords before the world around her went black. After what seemed to have lasted an eternity, the young queen opened her deep brown eyes. The first thing that came into her view was the worried look of a blonde young man. Not knowing who he was, she questioned, “Who are you? Where am I?”
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“Now where are you off to in such a hurry, Francis?” Bash asked his half-brother with a hint of mirth.