Authors Note: right so I just wanted to say that the reason that this was put up so late was because I was out all last week with family and then they came back to our house. Needless to say I had very little time to write so this is going to be a shorter chapter than normal. Please make sure to leave any criticisms in the review section down below.

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Mary was standing in the nursery looking down at her son, her precious son. Ever since he and Anne were born Mary had spent all her free time this week with them. Everything for her was perfect except for one thing, Francis. With Elizabeth arriving and the peace treaty between England and France Francis had been in one meeting after the other and at this point Mary rarely saw her husband.

But as she was looking down at her son she saw more of herself every day, he had her brown eyes and a tuff of brown hair on his head. Anne however had all the looks of her father with her blue eyes and Mary could presume that she would have blonde hair.

Mary was so lost in thought that she didn't even hear the door open or close but soon enough she could hear his voice ring through her ears. "They look beautiful don't they?"

Mary turned around to face Francis "They do. What were you talking about in the meeting?" She asked him.

"The Privy Council were having a meeting with me and Elizabeth about adding one more term to the treaty."

"And what would that be?" Mary asked. She had thought that France got everything they wanted when she brought the French soldiers back from Scotland.

"They wanted to make sure that Anne's position as heir would be secured." Francis told her.

Mary looked at him in shock for a moment "Why would we need to have that secured I thought that Elizabeth said-"

Francis interrupted her before she finish her words. "Yes but once she is dead who knows what noble with a claim to the throne will try to strike out against our daughter." Mary only nodded her head in response as his words went through her.

"There's just one thing." Francis said getting her attention "The Privy Council think have arranged that she is to go to England two days after her fourth birthday."

"But, that's so close!" Mary almost screamed "Besides that's when she starts her education."

Francis gave her a look before a wave of realization hit her. "That's what they want. To raise her to be English, no Francis. I won't allow it!"

"It's in her best interests Mary." Francis calmly stated. "The only way the English people will ever accept a foreign born Queen is if she English in every other way." Francis moved towards her and placed his arms on her shoulders and pulled her into a hug. The two stayed like this for a few moments before he moved back to look at her.

"Instead of focusing on when she will be going focus instead of the time you have with her now, the time you have both of them." He said as they turned to look at their children as James began to stir. As he started to cry Mary walked over to his crib to tend to him.

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Francis was sat in the throne with his mother stood next to him. Right now they day seemed to drag on, he had been in so many meeting and all he wanted to do was go spend time with Mary and his children. In his opinion Mary was really lucky because she had given birth a week ago she was allowed to go to bed whenever she wanted.

Francis had asked that his mother, Catherine, to sit in and advise him on what course of action to take and right now they were talking about the same old matters of state that grew quite boring to hear after a while.

That changed however, when Bash and Leith walked into the room. This immediately brought Francis out of his daze as both he and Catherine looked at him in shock, the last time they had seen them is when the two left to go to Lyon to hunt down the man who had tried to poison not only Mary but Anne and James as well.

"Brother. What are you doing back from Lyon?" Francis asked.

"Leith and I have managed to track down the man responsible for the assassination attempt on the Queen."

"Good and I trust that the man responsible for it is in the dungeons as we speak?" Catherine butted in.

"Yes however, I do regret not being here for the birth of your children." Bash said sadly as he lowered his head to look at the ground.

"Don't worry about that you're here now. Come let me show them to you." Francis joyfully stated as he got up from his throne wand walked out of the room with Bash. Leith was about to make a move to leave the room when Catherine stopped him and asked for a moment of his time.

"What is it Queen Mother." Leith was slightly nervous about talking to her. He hadn't exactly been on her good side when he, a common born man, decided to court her daughter Claude the Princess of France.

"I told you that when you completed this task you would be rewarded and I have kept my word." To say that Leith was surprised by her words was and understatement but she still had more to say "You will be created a duke and then you will marry my daughter and become royalty." Catherine said nothing else as she walked out the room without giving Leith a chance to reply as he let what she said sink in.

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Next Time: A Wedding to Remember. (10 points to whoever can guess what story I stole that from.)