Francis knew the only way that Mary could save her people were if she married the prince of Portugal. (DRABBLE)





The baciare may have lasted mere secondi but in those few secondi I realized how much truly loved Mary. Of course she needed to protect her country and if my father wasn’t willing to help then she needed to find someone who could. And if her marrying the prince of Portugal was the only way to ensure that her people would be safe, then I would let her go.

Walking away from her I held back the tears that were forming. This was it, this was the last moment of happiness that I would enjoy. For I would never Amore another woman as much as I loved Mary.