Oh, baby girl you know we're going to be legends (pafp)

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    [align=center]Plot: One betrothal, it's been set in stone since Mary and ____ were children. Now Mary has come to age to finally meet the prince she has been betrothed to all these years. She is now the queen of Scotland and _____ is the heir to the throne of France. This sets up a perfect political alliance between the two countries. Mary is sent over to France to secure her engagement with prince _____ but one things stands in their way. A prophecy. The castle's seer has just envisioned that if Mary were to marry _____ he would die instantly from an unknown cause. This prophecy put their betrothal in danger, and put both of them at the king, queen, and court's mercy. Will they defy the future or will it all come crashing down?




    Sidenote: I'm sorry if this is a really short plot. I promise you I'm advanced I'm just trying really hard to regain my muse. Please be patient. Thanks darling!




    Rules:
    -At least 1 long paragraph, more than five sentences
    -Have a dynamic character, no one likes just a flawless prince (okay maybe sometimes)
    -Please try to stay active and tell me if you will be inactive for a week or more
    -If you honestly don't want to rp on this thread anymore just tell me I will understand
    -The more drama the better
    -This is set in 16th France so be accurate to the time period, no iPhones!
    -Have fun!
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 245px; color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; margin-left: -7px;]The sunlight filtered through the crimson curtains of my carriage as my eyes fluttered open from my brief doze. I hardly had slept the night before my heart hammering away in my chest as I thought of my betrothal, a betrothal that had been arranged since birth. The anxiety caused my mind to go into overdrive as doubts filled my head and it hardly helped either that my mother had been pressuring me to be a dutiful queen. It seemed surreal that I should even be here yet it in truth I suppose according to my parent's wishes I was destined for it. Yet the anxiety still plundered my mind, I was no stranger to France it was true. Francois and I had been beaming little playmates long ago before we had even known that the prospect of marriage was on the table. Oh how young and innocent we were. I wondered if he also remembered those blissful days of scraped knees and tree climbing yet now everything was changed. I was grown woman now and he a grown man. I hardly had an idea of what he looked like, as there had never been an official portrait of him sent. Yet I had no doubt that years had changed him as they had me. I couldn't help but wonder if he was the same adventurous boy I once knew or if he had grown up to be a cold young man hardened by the brutality and betrayals that came to play at French court. Only time would tell. The dress I had chosen for the occasion was one of my finest. Its bodice was made of delicate blue and white lace with a fresh rose placed in my hair to complete the palette of french colors. It had been made in France because my mother had refused to allow me to be presented in any of my scottish dresses. She had ordered a variety of french styles in order to truly make me appear as France's new queen. Yet I had smuggled one of my scottish dresses in the mix just to remind that Scottish blood still ran in my veins. I hoped dearly that Francois would remember me and that our relationship didn't have to start on a chilled formal meeting as if we were strangers. The carriage came to an abrupt stop nearly catapulting me from the plush velvet seat. As soon as the trumpets sounded I knew it was time. The carriage door opened as I stepped out into the dazzling sunlight bracing myself to meet the entirety of the French Court and my betrothed. I gave a sharp intake of breath as I descended up the stone staircase to where my future lay waiting. [/fancypost]

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][size=5]Prince François ![/size]
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    Looking over at my chamber door as my mother entered, I blinked. My mother smiled gleefully at me, her eyes tearing up. She called me her handsome boy and hugged me tightly, making me cough a little bit. I chuckled at my mother's embrace and kissed her cheek. I took her hand in mine, squeezing it softly. I soon released her hand and walked out of my chamber, walking down the long and narrow hall that led from my chamber to the front doors of the palace. I glanced over at the throne room to see my mother's seer standing there. He bowed and I bowed my head in return. I walked to the double doors that opened the front doors of the palace. My father stood there, his hands behind his back and nodded to him and he did the same in return, a mutual respect sort of thing. I blinked, my bright eyes looking forward as I heard the horns trumpet. The doors opened and it took me a few minutes to adjust to the light. I walked out of the palace, walking onto the concrete steps in front of palace.


    That's when I saw her. Mary. The air left my lungs. She was... beautiful. She had been beautiful when we were children but now? Now, she had the glow and the natural beauty that any woman would dream of having. I felt my heart thunder against my chest. I stepped forward, meeting her halfway across the lawn. I smiled brightly at her, my hand reaching out to hers as I bowed before her. "Queen Mary. Lovely for you to return to my home." I spoke, kissing the top of her hand, my blue eyes sparkling in the dazzling sunlight as my eyes met hers.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px; font-family: times new roman; color: black; text-align: justify][hr][hr]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 245px; color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; margin-left: -7px;]I felt my dark eyes meet his light ones as I thought I saw a glimpse of remembrance in his eyes but I could never be sure. I studied him for a moment allowing myself to take in his appearance, he had certainly changed from the tousled hair boy I had once known. "Thank you and please just call me Mary. Your home is beautiful," I said politely not quite sure how things stood between us. The boy had once known seemed to have vanished in his place a man in a mask, the mask of royalty where emotions were not permitted show through. Yet there was a different story within his entrancing eyes, they flickered with the story of blissful ignorance and childhood. I could tell that he sensed the difference between the two of us also yet I hoped as time marched on we could recover that care-free attitude and talk to each other in normal fashion without the hindrance of titles. "I still remember coming here as a child, it seems much time has passed, do you miss those times?" I asked honestly a small smile on my lips. I had attempted to break the sheen of ice between so that things would not seem so uncomfortable. I ignored all the stares of the French Court as their eyes bore down on me taking in my dress and my foreign features. They seemed slightly unwelcoming as if I was a stranger coming away to snatch their king and country. Yet I would soon have to adjust to life here because if I remained the distant queen they could never learn to love me as they had their soon-to-be king. [/fancypost]

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; letter-spacing:5px][align=center][size=5]Prince François ![/size]
    [color=white]★★★[/fancypost][align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; font-size:10pt; opacity:0.9; color:black; text-align:center;][font=bookman oldstyle]twenty one[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; font-size:17pt; color: firebrick; text-align:center; letter-spacing:-1px; margin-top:-8px;][font=bookman oldstyle]I chuckled softly at her words as I took in her magnificent beauty. Her raven black hair glistened and shined in the sunlight and her dark brown eyes seemed to shine with the maturity of a queen but there was a hint of the little girl I had fallen in love with behind the maturity. The carefree and lovable girl that wasn't afraid to get a few cuts and bruises from playing in the garden. I smiled softly at her as I straightened my posture, looking down at her as she mentioned the times we had as children. "Yes, I do miss those times. More often than you would think." I said truthfully with a soft smile.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; height: 245px; color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; margin-left: -7px;] I stayed silent as we walked through the door of the luxurious castle, the rest of the court slowly trickling in some of their faces hidden behind fans whispering secrets and spreading rumours. I continued to walk with Francois hoping that we could find someplace where we would be able to talk in private and not have to worry about the beady eyes of the court staring at me like vultures circling before their prey. I could feel a slight fatigue setting in as my mind finally caught up with my body, I hadn't realized how long and tolling the trip had been yet I was determined not to go rushing off to my chambers with fatigue. "So tell me more about your life here, obviously it's not scampering through the gardens and climbing trees anymore," I said with a light laugh. It was true I was curiously about the time that had passed since I had been here which would have been 15 years ago, then it had hardly seemed that long but now I realized it felt like a lifetime. Yet Francois had remembered me from childhood so I was relieved that our relationship wouldn't some cold, polite conversation. I felt as though a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders yet a new weight replaced the old one. The weight of uniting our two countries and hopefully falling in love.




    (That's okay. Yeah trying to type with your nails still drying is not fun. XD )
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    Same! Frary for life XD Did you watch the recent episode? :D As for the plot twists here are a few:
    -Rebels storm the castle
    -Masquerade Ball
    -The situation with the seer
    -Francois's old lover comes to court
    -One of them gets nearly fatally injured
    -Assassination attempt on either of them


    Tell me if any of these sound good

    Cool. Timeskip to the ball or no? Season Two is soooo goood, I'm just glad you watch Reign. There is like no one I know who watches it. :(