Reign - ☼ Lion & Queen ☼ {Mary ♔ Sebastian} #94: "That is the sweetest thing I have ever seen"

sourburst · 08-05-2014, 03:17 PM

W E L C O M E T O T H E 94th T H R E A D
Mary ♔ Sebastian
-- L I O N & Q U E E N --

"To see you smile is to
feel the sun, Your Grace."

q u e e n
royal born, but true of heart
☀ the story ☀
They met at French Court and since
their connection has blossomed.
They've kissed, consoled, argued
and protected one another.
l i o n h e a r t
bastard born, but true of heart

r e b e l s a g a i n s t h i s t o r y
001. sourburst
002. Queen of Babble
003. Leelala
004. SophieSC
005. KeepThisaSecret
006. CloisFan
007. dalejr89
008. mockingjay
009. murphyboy11
010. obisgirl
011. flameinthedark
012. 4biddenluv
013. Silviq
014. backstreetboysfan
015. L i N d $ @ y
016. michelle1
017. elralysle
018. Endless Obsession ♥
019. tell me a lie
020. GiftOfDestiny
021. wistfuldreamer
022. Eviekins15
023. LostSpace
024. hlgreenie
025. lisztomania
026. b4dark
027. Julien Suncrisbe
028. HiIExist
029. Against_all_odds
030. natuliks
031. kisara
032. JRBudgrl8
033. DefineDelicate
034. ring of fire
035. B.Chambers
036. Iquitefancyyou
037. Nici Dawson
038. LittleღMermaid
039. Annie-Day10♥'
040. Stelena&Bamon
041. rrpdsks
042. McQueenFanGirl
043. Charloe
044. mjgchick
045. Mary1994
046. baelfire24
047. Kylebraxtonisthebest
048. star_gazer02
049. BeautifulContradiction
050. Chasity05
051. Lempicka
052. Starlingcity
053. marymr22
054. Clarissa Fray
055. kellie101
056. a million miles
057. xoxosweet
058. bookcrookliza
059. niadk
060. groovygirl
061. lisagslack14
062. Nonna
063. Soonerwxgirl
064. Miss Mudpie
065. amybaby
066. XxNamikoLoveXx
067. *Dark_Angel*4eva
068. Justtrustme
♥♥♥

s t a n d o u t m o m e n t s

♥♥♥

f a n f i c t i o n
001. | 002. | 003. | 004. | 005.
006. | 007. | 008. | 009. | 010.
011. | 012. | 013. | 014. | 015.
016. | 017. | 018. | 019. | 020.
021. | 022. | 023. | 024. | 025.
♥♥♥

f a n v i d e o s
001. | 002. | 003. | 004. | 005.
006. | 007. | 008. | 009. | 010.
011. | 012. | 013. | 014. | 015.
♥♥♥

i c o n s
001. | 002. | 003. | 004. | 005.
006. | 007. | 008. | 009. | 010.
011. | 012.
♥♥♥

w a l l p a p e r s
001. | 002. | 003. | 004. | 005.
♥♥♥

t h e q u o t e s

"I know who he is and I've made the
perfect choice." ~ MARY
♥♥♥

"You frighten me sometimes and exhilarate me, and challenge
me to do things I never thought I could." ~ MARY
♥♥♥

"Dark and dangerous times, Your Grace. But your
presence brings light." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"To see you smile is to feel the sun,
Your Grace." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"Anyone who threatens you, or terrorizes you, or harms you, I
will cut down." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"If I'm married to you, you'll be my family...
I'll be in it for you and only you." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"It's unfathomable, Francis has you, why would
he ever look elsewhere?" ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were actually
enjoying your time in court." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"You're going to be my wife. How very
unexpected." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"Just trust me. You can do this." ~ SEBASTIAN
♥♥♥

"I jumped off a cliff with you, and I survived.
Now let me take the lead." ~MARY
♥♥♥

"Shall we start with your desire to protect Bash?
You're fond of him aren't you." ~ HENRY
♥♥♥

f a n m i x s

♥♥♥

♥♥♥

f u t u r e t i t l e s
#95: "Safe choices don't always make us safe."
#96: "What do we get if we do get married now? We get what we want."
#97: "You missed our morning ride"
#98: "If you must hate someone, please hate me." "If I were capable of that, I would."
#99: "You're here!"
#100: threads of love, angst, friendship and MASH!
#101: "Bash also races to save Mary because he has supersonic hearing and can tell when she’s in distress." ~TVOvermind
#102: "Bash, keep on keeping on because Mary is picking up everything that you’re throwing down." ~TVOvermind
#103: "The couple that slays together stays together." ~TVOvermind
#104: "Bash and Mary’s friendship is still going strong." ~Film Thrasher
#105: "If you need me, put a light in your window. I'll meet you in the woods, where we first kissed."
#106: "With me, you are free and wild. You can be who you are and I'll always put you first."
#107: "They have a connection on an instinctive level." ~Adelaide Kane
#108: "His honesty and forthrightness really speaks to how she sees the world-they're cut from the same cloth." ~Adelaide Kane
♥♥♥

p r e v i o u s t i t l e s
1-100
♥♥♥

w i s h l i s t

p r e v i o u s t h r e a d s
#1 - #91
092. | 093. | 094. | 095. | 096. | 097. | 098. | 099. | 100.
♥♥♥

sourburst · 08-05-2014, 03:21 PM

W E L C O M E T O T H E 7th S U R V I V O R
Mary ♔ Sebastian
-- L I O N & Q U E E N --

➟ rules ♥
001. Vote for your least favourite
002. A survivor will be voted off once a day
003. DO NOT vote for your most favourite
004. DO NOT argue with other members about their choices
005. Have fun eliminating!
♥♥♥

➟ future suggestions ♥
001. Fanmix Songs Part 2
002. Quote Survivor
003. Gif Survivor
♥♥♥

➟ previous winners ♥
001. | 002. | 003. | 004. | 005.
006. | 007. | 008. | 009. | 010.
011. | 012. | 013. | 014. | 015.
ULTIMATE SURVIVOR WINNER
♥♥♥

ROUND #2

1.
➟ Clarity - Zed ♥
ELIMINATED ROUND #1
♥♥♥

2.
➟ Far Away - Nickelback ♥

♥♥♥

3.
➟ Heart by Heart - Demi Lovato ♥

♥♥♥

4.
➟ Soldier- Gavin DeGraw ♥

♥♥♥

5.
➟ Demons - Imagine Dragons ♥

♥♥♥

6.
➟ Your Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus ♥

♥♥♥

7.
➟ Wherever You Will Go - The Calling ♥

♥♥♥

8.
➟ Fix You - Coldplay ♥

♥♥♥

9.
➟ You Found Me - The Fray ♥

♥♥♥

10.
➟ You and Me - Lifehouse ♥

♥♥♥

11.
➟ Breakeven - The Script ♥

♥♥♥

12.
➟ I'll Be - Edwin McCain ♥

♥♥♥

13.
➟ Parachute - She ♥

♥♥♥

14.
➟ Har You Me - Jimmy Eat World ♥

♥♥♥

15.
➟ Please Don't Say You Love Me - Gabrielle Aplin ♥

♥♥♥

image credit to sourburst

wistfuldreamer · 08-05-2014, 03:25 PM

Sounds good to me.

And thanks for the new thread! One more closer to 100.

Okay, reposting this for our little ficlet experiment about a Mash pre-FM marriage:

Mary wandered to the window as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was keenly aware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.

**karamel** · 08-05-2014, 04:55 PM

tftnt
fanmix songs survivor is good

been a while since i've listen to the mixes

crispy · 08-05-2014, 09:30 PM

Hello everybody

Well now you've done it! You've made me come out of lurkerdom and retrieve my old fanforum login information and everything (I actually forgot I'd even registered years ago, until the site informed me of this when I tried to re-register with the same email address...oops!) so that I can try to participate in this Mash fic writing thing 'cause it looks like too much fun.

Excuse me for butting in? I've loved reading all your posts about Mash... especially yours wistfuldreamer...almost always agree with you, and I love your writing style, so don't be insecure about your fanfic! - but I was too lazy or shy or both, to join in the conversation. Also too upset by The Death of Mash and all-around awful writing on Reign, to even feel like talking about the show much. (Damn you, Laurie McCarthy.)

But I just love the idea of going back to the pre-Frary marriage days, since I prefer to ignore current canon anyway.

(Although I guess I referenced it in a sorta ironic foreshadowy way below? Poor Bash, hating arranged marriages. Little does he know!

) I also like the idea of group-fanfic-writing since it's a bit less intimidating. But please feel free to ignore my attempt and carry on the fic without me! My writing's probably rusty. And lame. And nothing much happens in my little section of the fic anyway...easy to ignore! It's just some "recap" of Mash meeting in the Pilot, and Bash thoughts, obviously inspired by wistfuldreamer's beginning... I wrote his to kinda echo Mary's thoughts ('cause they're SOULMATES, eh?

) Hope you don't mind the echoing/re-using of your words, wistfuldreamer! Can't promise (or threaten?

) to write any more...but this was fun and I want to thank you for sort of helping me get over some of my fear and writers' block! Okay then. Here I go. *gulp*

Quote:

Originally Posted by wistfuldreamer (View Post)

Mary wandered to the window as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was keenly aware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.

Sebastian looked up at the window, but the sun blinded his view. Was that Mary, trapped behind the glass? He smiled, picturing her lovely eyes drooping and those tempting lips pouting in restless boredom. No, he did not envy her neverending royal duties. His smile quickly faded at the thought of her sheltered convent upbringing, her destiny laid out before her, and constant threats upon her life. Even if she was engaged to his brother, how damnably unfair to promise a mere child in marriage. The idea of any arranged union - the lack of freedom, of real choice - horrified him. If he was a heathen for not believing in God's divine plan for Kings and Queens, then so be it.

He resumed his walk, thinking back on their first meeting with fondness. Mary's refreshingly blunt assessment of Francis, her lack of concern for her safety, or propriety - how she danced, and encouraged those stuffy nobles to dance with joyful abandon. The honest outpouring of emotion over Sterling, and her vulnerability and loneliness had touched him deeply. A girl so inclined to speak frankly and act impulsively, a girl so naturally wild, was ill-suited for life at French Court. At least he could avoid most of the pretense and politics, being nothing but a bastard. She would be forced to adapt to survive. He shook his head. Morbid thoughts, but he could not help fearing for the girl who must deal with the enemies of the Queen.

It was not his place to protect her, but Mary needed someone she could trust at Court, and he had promised to be her friend. Who better than a bastard with no hidden agendas or ambitions, who wanted nothing from her?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, but he resolved not to force his attentions on her - only to be there if she should want him. There were times when her eyes met his, he would swear that she did want him, perhaps as much as he yearned for her.

Silviq · 08-06-2014, 02:55 AM

Hey,crispy,welcome to the thread.Glad to see you join us here.And don't worry I'm sure Nic and Jade will welcome you if you want to write with them since you're writing is really good.
What made you stop liking the show,besides the lack of Mash?

b4dark · 08-06-2014, 03:16 AM

Welcome Crispy! Glad Nic (wistfuldreamer) made you come back, her posts are just so insightful and beautiful, it's probably why I still hang around here

Your paragraph is lovely btw

Hello everyone

Silviq

sourburst · 08-06-2014, 04:04 AM

I don't understand why we're writing life stories, I thought it was a sentence each.

I might sit out of this one, ya'll are writing too much for me haha. Awesome writing though!

wistfuldreamer · 08-06-2014, 04:14 AM

^ I might have gotten a bit heavy handed with the start of it, just to set things up.

I'm going to shorten my responses so consider rejoining the effort since it's not as much fun without you.

Welcome crispy!

So glad you came out of lurkdom and joined us. Thank you for the sweet compliments, I tend to ramble on and on so I'm always surprised that the things I say make sense to someone besides me.

And anyone is welcome to write, it was meant to be a group effort.

Quote:

Mary wandered to the WINDOW as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was KEENLYaware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.
Sebastian looked up at the window, but the sun blinded his view.

Was that Mary, trapped behind the glass? He smiled, picturing her lovely eyes drooping and those tempting lips pouting in restless boredom. No, he did not envy her neverending royal duties. His smile quickly faded at the thought of her sheltered convent upbringing, her destiny laid out before her, and constant threats upon her life. Even if she was engaged to his brother, how damnably unfair to promise a mere child in marriage. The idea of any arranged union - the lack of freedom, of real choice - horrified him. If he was a heathen for not believing in God's divine plan for Kings and Queens, then so be it.

He resumed his walk, thinking back on their first meeting with fondness. Mary's refreshingly blunt assessment of Francis, her lack of concern for her safety, or propriety - how she danced, and encouraged those stuffy nobles to dance with joyful abandon. The honest outpouring of emotion over Sterling, and her vulnerability and loneliness had touched him deeply. A girl so inclined to speak frankly and act impulsively, a girl so naturally wild, was ill-suited for life at French Court. At least he could avoid most of the pretense and politics, being nothing but a bastard. She would be forced to adapt to survive. He shook his head. Morbid thoughts, but he could not help fearing for the girl who must deal with the enemies of the Queen.

It was not his place to protect her, but Mary needed someone she could trust at Court, and he had promised to be her friend. Who better than a bastard with no hidden agendas or ambitions, who wanted nothing from her?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, but he resolved not to force his attentions on her - only to be there if she should want him. There were times when her eyes met his, he would swear that she did want him, perhaps as much as he yearned for her.

As Sebastian dipped out of view, Mary retreated from the window. "Excuse me Monsieur Baudin, I fear I do not feel well." She quickly slipped by the started man before he could respond to her thin excuse. When she stepped into the hallway, she took a deep breath. Freedom.

crispy · 08-06-2014, 05:25 AM

Thanks a lot everyone, for welcoming me!

Quote:

Originally Posted by Silviq (View Post)

What made you stop liking the show,besides the lack of Mash?

Oh geez, where to start?

It's all been said better by others on the forum, but... I don't like the time jumps and lack of real consequences for things that should be *major* (like Francis locking Mary up)... I really don't like Frary and the way their relationship is treated like epic love, when it's just so unhealthy. And yay (boo) for sex solving everything.

I miss Mash and their actual conflict resolution! I thought that made them more mature and endgame-y, but it turns out...Laurie just didn't want *them* to have sex 'cause she ships Frary.

Don't like the sudden character development (regressions? inexplicable transformations? I'm thinking of Kenna, but even Mary and Bash have changed in ways I don't like and/or don't buy)... I was very disappointed when things that seemed like cool foreshadowing, never went anywhere...when storylines that belonged to Bash (like him being the one to kill Henry) ended up being given to Francis.

And I don't want *Francis* The Forced Hero, to "save" Mary (or lecture her) about her hardened heart. Sheesh. I saw Mary and Bash as the heroes of Reign, y'know? I really hate the showrunner's attitude too. Just... unprofessional. Also, I might be in the minority on this, but I miss the relatively...well, not *lighthearted* exactly, but somewhat less dark and depressing Reign. I hear they're promoting season 2 being even darker. And with more sex ...for couples I don't root for/have emotional investment in, so who cares? Mash was so...moving and meaningful. Now Reign just seems...shallow.

Quote:

Originally Posted by b4dark (View Post)

Glad Nic (wistfuldreamer) made you come back, her posts are just so insightful and beautiful

Yeah! Just let me say ditto to her posts...no need to say anything myself.

Sorry for the long rant!

Quote:

Originally Posted by sourburst (View Post)

I might sit out of this one, ya'll are writing too much for me haha.

Oh no, please don't...last thing I want to do is discourage anyone from writing.

Plus it puts more pressure on *me* to participate.

Sorry I wrote too much! Believe me, it's not likely to happen again.

You're all very kind to encourage me, but I'm glad I wrote something insubstantial, with no real plot/action happening, because now nobody needs to pay any attention to it and you're all free to write whatever you want without me wrecking any momentum with bad ideas and so on. Okay, retreating to lurkerdom for now and really looking forward to reading wistfuldreamer and sourburst and anyone else who joins in. Please join in? I don't want to ruin the fun!

sourburst · 08-06-2014, 06:42 AM

If I can find a place to weave in I will, but I don't like writing so much haha I only had time to do small additions

you guys are doing well though! Keep it up

you didn't ruin a thing though Hun don't worry! I just feel less bad stepping out now more members are joining in! I felt bad before by not replying because I left Nic alone!

Nic where you gone inspire me, I'm falling to sleep!

HERE WE GO! Inspiration from my new fic! I just want to get to them already ¬¬

Quote:

Mary wandered to the WINDOW as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was KEENLYaware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.
Sebastian looked up at the window, but the sun blinded his view.

Was that Mary, trapped behind the glass? He smiled, picturing her lovely eyes drooping and those tempting lips pouting in restless boredom. No, he did not envy her neverending royal duties. His smile quickly faded at the thought of her sheltered convent upbringing, her destiny laid out before her, and constant threats upon her life. Even if she was engaged to his brother, how damnably unfair to promise a mere child in marriage. The idea of any arranged union - the lack of freedom, of real choice - horrified him. If he was a heathen for not believing in God's divine plan for Kings and Queens, then so be it.

He resumed his walk, thinking back on their first meeting with fondness. Mary's refreshingly blunt assessment of Francis, her lack of concern for her safety, or propriety - how she danced, and encouraged those stuffy nobles to dance with joyful abandon. The honest outpouring of emotion over Sterling, and her vulnerability and loneliness had touched him deeply. A girl so inclined to speak frankly and act impulsively, a girl so naturally wild, was ill-suited for life at French Court. At least he could avoid most of the pretense and politics, being nothing but a bastard. She would be forced to adapt to survive. He shook his head. Morbid thoughts, but he could not help fearing for the girl who must deal with the enemies of the Queen.

It was not his place to protect her, but Mary needed someone she could trust at Court, and he had promised to be her friend. Who better than a bastard with no hidden agendas or ambitions, who wanted nothing from her?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, but he resolved not to force his attentions on her - only to be there if she should want him. There were times when her eyes met his, he would swear that she did want him, perhaps as much as he yearned for her.

As Sebastian dipped out of view, Mary retreated from the window. "Excuse me Monsieur Baudin, I fear I do not feel well." She quickly slipped by the started man before he could respond to her thin excuse. When she stepped into the hallway, she took a deep breath. Freedom.

Mary ambled adroitly down the hallway and escaped into the grounds. The warm air claimed her, its humidity filling her lungs with moisture. Her dainty physique elevated across the courtyard and vanished within the canopy trees. She was acquainted by the familiar scent of summer, the forest green demanding her soul.

Roses-or-Rain · 08-06-2014, 09:28 AM

Hi Crispy! Welcome

Quote:

Originally Posted by crispy (View Post)

Oh geez, where to start?

It's all been said better by others on the forum, but... I don't like the time jumps and lack of real consequences for things that should be *major* (like Francis locking Mary up)... I really don't like Frary and the way their relationship is treated like epic love, when it's just so unhealthy. And yay (boo) for sex solving everything.

I miss Mash and their actual conflict resolution! I thought that made them more mature and endgame-y, but it turns out...Laurie just didn't want *them* to have sex 'cause she ships Frary.

Don't like the sudden character development (regressions? inexplicable transformations? I'm thinking of Kenna, but even Mary and Bash have changed in ways I don't like and/or don't buy)... I was very disappointed when things that seemed like cool foreshadowing, never went anywhere...when storylines that belonged to Bash (like him being the one to kill Henry) ended up being given to Francis.

And I don't want *Francis* The Forced Hero, to "save" Mary (or lecture her) about her hardened heart. Sheesh. I saw Mary and Bash as the heroes of Reign, y'know? I really hate the showrunner's attitude too. Just... unprofessional. Also, I might be in the minority on this, but I miss the relatively...well, not *lighthearted* exactly, but somewhat less dark and depressing Reign. I hear they're promoting season 2 being even darker. And with more sex ...for couples I don't root for/have emotional investment in, so who cares? Mash was so...moving and meaningful. Now Reign just seems...shallow.

This. This is great! When I was reading your post, the whole time I'm going

Never apologize for ranting! I love reading rants and it can feel really good to get your opinion out there.

The writing for the fic you did is awesome! Don't be afraid to add more -- your writing is great!

I also want to give a shoutout to everyone who has been writing these group fics. They have been amazing and things like those are what keep me going! So great job everybody and keep writing

Hope I'm not butting in here! I don't always know what to post, (or where I fit in) but that doesn't mean I'n not enjoying reading what everybody else is saying

sourburst · 08-06-2014, 09:40 AM

^ Thanks! I'm glad you like the idea

You always fit in, everyone does. Don't be afraid to post.

wistfuldreamer · 08-06-2014, 01:29 PM

I agree with Jade! It's usually just 3 regular posters here so it's always great when more people decide to post along with us.

It makes it more fun.

heh, I know what you mean Jade. Time for Mary to run into his arms already.

Quote:

Mary wandered to the window as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was keenly aware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.
Sebastian looked up at the window, but the sun blinded his view.

Was that Mary, trapped behind the glass? He smiled, picturing her lovely eyes drooping and those tempting lips pouting in restless boredom. No, he did not envy her neverending royal duties. His smile quickly faded at the thought of her sheltered convent upbringing, her destiny laid out before her, and constant threats upon her life. Even if she was engaged to his brother, how damnably unfair to promise a mere child in marriage. The idea of any arranged union - the lack of freedom, of real choice - horrified him. If he was a heathen for not believing in God's divine plan for Kings and Queens, then so be it.

He resumed his walk, thinking back on their first meeting with fondness. Mary's refreshingly blunt assessment of Francis, her lack of concern for her safety, or propriety - how she danced, and encouraged those stuffy nobles to dance with joyful abandon. The honest outpouring of emotion over Sterling, and her vulnerability and loneliness had touched him deeply. A girl so inclined to speak frankly and act impulsively, a girl so naturally wild, was ill-suited for life at French Court. At least he could avoid most of the pretense and politics, being nothing but a bastard. She would be forced to adapt to survive. He shook his head. Morbid thoughts, but he could not help fearing for the girl who must deal with the enemies of the Queen.

It was not his place to protect her, but Mary needed someone she could trust at Court, and he had promised to be her friend. Who better than a bastard with no hidden agendas or ambitions, who wanted nothing from her?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, but he resolved not to force his attentions on her - only to be there if she should want him. There were times when her eyes met his, he would swear that she did want him, perhaps as much as he yearned for her.

As Sebastian dipped out of view, Mary retreated from the WINDOW. "Excuse me Monsieur Baudin, I fear I do not feel well." She quickly slipped by the startled man before he could respond to her thin excuse. When she stepped into the hallway, she took a deep breath. Freedom.

Mary ambled adroitly down the hallway and escaped into the grounds. The warm air claimed her, its humidity filling her lungs with moisture. Her dainty physique elevated across the courtyard and vanished within the canopy trees. She was acquainted by the familiar scent of summer, the forest green demanding her soul.

Shaking her hair free of the pins that held it, she giggled as she scurried toward the open gardens. A few more steps and she'd be alone- "In a hurry, your Grace?" Bash stepped from the shade of a nearby tree, a slow grin spreading across his face.

sourburst · 08-06-2014, 02:48 PM

If it's pre-wedding have they already had a ba-gillion kisses?

Quote:

Mary wandered to the window as Monsieur Baudin droned on about the importance of Latin. A fact she was keenly aware of, being as she was raised by nuns in a small convent tucked within the hills of southern France. With a deep sigh, she pressed her forehead to the glass. Oh, how she would rather be out of doors with Sterling than trapped inside this stuffy room. Shadows danced across the tables and books the tutor read from, unaware of her movement or even her presence.

Down below, a young man with dark hair strode across the grounds with a careless freedom she wished she possessed. She knew with certainty that it was Bash, her finance's bastard brother. Brown leather clung to his lithe form, a dreary color to some of the ladies at court but it had captured her eye from the beginning. He was almost one with the earth and the trees he loved so dearly. Abruptly, he turned toward the castle, as if he sensed her scattered musings. She could not see his eyes but she knew they glittered with a wildness that no other man at court could reach. It was a quality that awakened a peculiar yearning within her.
Sebastian looked up at the window, but the sun blinded his view.

Was that Mary, trapped behind the glass? He smiled, picturing her lovely eyes drooping and those tempting lips pouting in restless boredom. No, he did not envy her neverending royal duties. His smile quickly faded at the thought of her sheltered convent upbringing, her destiny laid out before her, and constant threats upon her life. Even if she was engaged to his brother, how damnably unfair to promise a mere child in marriage. The idea of any arranged union - the lack of freedom, of real choice - horrified him. If he was a heathen for not believing in God's divine plan for Kings and Queens, then so be it.

He resumed his walk, thinking back on their first meeting with fondness. Mary's refreshingly blunt assessment of Francis, her lack of concern for her safety, or propriety - how she danced, and encouraged those stuffy nobles to dance with joyful abandon. The honest outpouring of emotion over Sterling, and her vulnerability and loneliness had touched him deeply. A girl so inclined to speak frankly and act impulsively, a girl so naturally wild, was ill-suited for life at French Court. At least he could avoid most of the pretense and politics, being nothing but a bastard. She would be forced to adapt to survive. He shook his head. Morbid thoughts, but he could not help fearing for the girl who must deal with the enemies of the Queen.

It was not his place to protect her, but Mary needed someone she could trust at Court, and he had promised to be her friend. Who better than a bastard with no hidden agendas or ambitions, who wanted nothing from her?

Well, that wasn't entirely true, but he resolved not to force his attentions on her - only to be there if she should want him. There were times when her eyes met his, he would swear that she did want him, perhaps as much as he yearned for her.

As Sebastian dipped out of view, Mary retreated from the WINDOW. "Excuse me Monsieur Baudin, I fear I do not feel well." She quickly slipped by the startled man before he could respond to her thin excuse. When she stepped into the hallway, she took a deep breath. Freedom.

Mary ambled adroitly down the hallway and escaped into the grounds. The warm air claimed her, its humidity filling her lungs with moisture. Her dainty physique elevated across the courtyard and vanished within the canopy trees. She was acquainted by the familiar scent of summer, the forest green demanding her soul.
Shaking her hair free of the pins that held it, she giggled as she scurried toward the open gardens. A few more steps and she'd be alone- "In a hurry, your Grace?" Bash stepped from the shade of a nearby tree, a slow grin spreading across his face.

Mary paused abruptly in her step, so tersely she almost lost all hopes of her dainty balance and collapsed head over heels. She caught herself and pulled her wits from out of the dry soil, straightening herself. Her weight not as sharp as her intelligence.

“Bash! I’ll beg you not to taunt me,” she sighed with a hand on her stomach.

Forum Affiliates
It's Frary's Reign, you are my light
Thread Tools
Show Printable Version Email this Page


Fan Forum > TV Shows - Past > Reign > ☼ Lion & Queen ☼ {Mary ♔ Sebastian} #94: "That is the sweetest thing I have ever seen"