Third Person POV

Today marks the match between Lord Darnley and Lord Taylor. The Queen was a bit worried about Lord Darnley because of something that happened yesterday that she only got to know about earlier. Lord Taylor accused Lord Darnley of trying to poison him through his drink, but instead of him drinking it, it was one of his men who was poisoned.

Lord Darnley denied trying to poison him, but the queen thought that he may have done it. That's why he was so confident of winning, but he also got injured because a man, maybe one of Lord Taylor's, had injured his right hand in revenge for what he did.

The time of the fight came, and the royals watched together, but the Queen didn't want Lord Darnley to get hurt more. She asked for a time out and helped Lord Darnley by giving him a bag of rocks so that when he punched, he'd have a chance to win the match. He really looked hurt.

"I believe in you, Darnley. Win the fight "she whispered.

He smiled at her. A change of heart, isn't it? Well, minutes before the match began, she heard that he really hadn't poisoned Lord Taylor because someone said that all of it was planned and plotted by the Scottish lord to have him injured. Luckily, everything went great as Lord Darnley won the fight because of Queen Mary's help, so probably out of gratitude, Lord Darnley grabbed her for an unexpected kiss.

The Queen was shocked, but after that, everything went smoothly between her and Darnley. She got the chance to give him some time to get to know each other, and they might as well give themselves a chance to love one another.

Alexandra's POV

I saw them leave the court to go horseback riding. I hope this will be the time that Darnley will lessen his ambitious desires of only wanting to have the throne and at least love my mother. I want them to have a happy and healthy marriage for themselves and for the good of Scotland. I also want to at least experience the fatherhood of Lord Darnley, if there is one, and to feel if the man has a heart.

Seeing my mother happy is the greatest pleasure for a daughter. It has been a long time since she first wed my father, King Francis II of France. I miss seeing her that happy with a husband. I may be against Lord Darnley, but I can't wait to have a sibling soon. Well, I already have one with my father's, but a sibling that I'll be with here in Scotland.

My brother, Jean-Philippe, is staying back in France. I'm guessing he's not in the French court, but somewhere nearby. He's still a Valois by blood, so he must've been taken care of by our grandmother and, of course, Lord Narcisse, his stepfather. It's sad that Lady Lola died early when he was a child. Actually, I feel him because I lost my father when I was a babe too.

I bet it's hard to adjust to having a new husband and father to take care of us both, but he should still earn my trust. For now, he only has some respect from me. He should be thankful because I don't give respect to people easily, especially undeserving ones.

I need to make sure that my mother is safe with him, or even if I am safe with him. He can silently execute me, who knows. Well, I bet mother won't let him. Of course, how could he? I still have more power than he would have. We are not equals. As long as he doesn't have the crown matrimonial, we will never be equal.

Plus, I have two countries to support my back. I've just realized that I have equal power or enough power in comparison to what my mother has. I guess? She has Scotland and I have Scotland and France as princesses of both countries. That's pretty overwhelming, though I appreciate and gladly accept my responsibilities as a soon-to-be ruler of the two countries. Actually, I have another country that I may be able to claim by blood. I forgot about my mother's claim to it. I am also worthy of claiming England because I have the blood of my mother running through my veins. I hadn't realized all of this until now.