Marguerite de Valois (Parody)
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Marguerite de Valois (Parody)
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Princess of France. Daughter of @KingFrances.bsky.social and @Reignonmary.bsky.social (MDNI 25+ only.) NO DM RPS

Penned by #Winter @Charactersofwinter.bsky.social
~ around here. You and I will be equals. We will discuss everything and I will just make the final announcement to the court. I hope you can live with that, Bash.
November 19, 2025 at 12:37 AM
*She looked up at Bash, smiled and nodded.* I just don't want to put you in the middle of any of the Scottish political mess. I am sure it's nothing like France. From what Mary has said that it's not half as bad as here. But I must say, please don't think I would control everything that goes on ~
November 19, 2025 at 12:25 AM
~ throne. Many Protestants would see us die and have her take my throne. I would like to have a unified Scotland and England." Marguerite nodded and
took some food though she wasn't hungry.* I promise, I'll be more careful from now on.
November 1, 2025 at 3:37 PM
~ would be a little more like France. It seems to be more volatile here. I just don't understand it. Why can't things be more like they are at home? *She sighed. "I am sorry they aren't my sweet daughter. But Scotland has always been this way. It is only getting worse since my cousin took the ~
November 1, 2025 at 3:09 PM
*Marguerite squeezed Bash's hand. She did not wish to put her family in danger. They had no had such danger like this in France. The Protestants and Catholics did not live in perfect harmony, but it wasn't as unstable as they say it was here. She took Bash's hand tightly.* I'm sorry. I thought it ~
November 1, 2025 at 2:47 PM
~ kidding. This is not France! Even England isn't this dangerous for my cousin. You can not leave without a guard!" Marguerite stopped and lowered her eyes. She'd never seen her mother like this.* Yes, your Magesty. *She took a seat.*
November 1, 2025 at 1:19 PM
~ was Scotland, a brand new place. "Marguerite, Scotland can be dangerous as the royals. We are Catholic and our enemies are the Protestants. They will not hesitate to kill us. Just because of who we are." Their daughter groaned and Mary stood and slammed her hand upon the table. "I am not ~
November 1, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Oh come on, Bash. They have better things to worry about. They don't care about us right now. *She pulled him and suddenly they were surrounded by the Queen's... not the King's guards.* Mother... please. *She rolled her eyes. Turning to her father pleading with her eyes. This was not France. This ~
November 1, 2025 at 1:12 PM
*Marguerite had stopped short of her mother and let go of Bash's hand. Her smile stayed.* We actually found a pub and ate there, Mother. *Her eyes darted to her father who realized she was a little drunk.* We don't have to eat. We can go outside and sit. Let's go, Bash. *She began pulling him.*
November 1, 2025 at 12:58 PM
~ the roof of the carriage. It stopped and her mother ordered yet another carriage. Soon it arrived and they changed carriages to meet them there.*
October 8, 2025 at 4:54 AM
~ The door opened to the Royal carriage opened and her father aided her and her mother in. She and Bash sat across from her mother and father. As her father. She rolled her eyes.* Seriously? You can wait until we get to the castle. Either that or call for another carriage. *Her mother *knocked on ~
October 8, 2025 at 4:52 AM
*The first time she had ever stepped foot on Scottish soil, she realized why her mother and grandmother suggested warm clothing.* It's much colder here than France. Mother, how did you ever survive here? *The looks from the Queen's guards she received were not quiet visible, yet they were there. ~
October 8, 2025 at 4:43 AM
~ it. When we are wed, we are wed for life. She understood how a King could take a Mistress. That was acceptable. It was acceptable for most men. But this was against all the rules of the Catholic church.* The Pope will never allow it, Bash. My father should know that.
October 4, 2025 at 4:39 AM
I don't believe he will do anything. The repercussions his family could endure would be monstrous. Wouldn't you think? *Marguerite knew all about Grandfather's madness. It caused her to stop and turn.* Wait, if you are married to Kenna, we cannot wed. We are Catholic. The church will not allow ~
October 4, 2025 at 4:31 AM
~ yesterday he was still pushing me for sex. But as I said I am not like my Aunt Claude. *Her head titled to the side. Her parents had yet to announce their engagement, so she knew not how Antoine would react. He stated he loved her.*
October 4, 2025 at 2:30 AM
~ Could she tell him her secret? She did not wish her parents to know. As they walked away from the Blood Wood, she looked at him and meekly said.* I sort of had a boy that I liked. We kissed. He wanted more. But I said no. I don't wish my parents to know though. It was a noble boy. As of ~
October 4, 2025 at 2:24 AM
*He seemed to be holding back. Perhaps in time they could share things. Yet not now. They were being thrown together. Granted thank goodness she and Bash knew one another. They happened to even like one another. However, he promised to take care of her. The soft kiss on her hand caused goosebumps.~
October 4, 2025 at 2:19 AM
~ So they told me never to go in there. I know you've saved someone in there. *Her arm gripped his harder. She knew somehow he would protect her.* Can I tell you something?
October 3, 2025 at 2:32 PM
*She smiled as he agreed that Scotland was his home as well now. Interlocking her arm in his, he lead her around the fountain towards the Blood Wood. Marguerite stopped and her eyes grew wide.* I can't go there. My parents advised me of the Blood Wood a long time ago. Pagens sacrifice people there.~
October 3, 2025 at 2:20 PM
~ as well. So that makes it your home too now.
October 3, 2025 at 1:17 AM
Exciting for us. *She loved the idea personally. The fact that he was willing to go to Scotland with her caused her to be happier than she had been in some time. The young woman jumped up into his arms.* Thank you, Bash. I want to go to my mother's home. *She turned her head.* I guess it's my home~
October 3, 2025 at 1:09 AM
*She looked down. Of course he couldn't do anything about it. Neither of them could even they wished it. She had to remain pure until her wedding.* I would like to remain here. Your job is here. *She took hold of his hands and looked up into his eyes.* We can go to our place for getaways. Make it ~
October 3, 2025 at 12:58 AM