Chapter 7
“I cannot believe you talked me into this.”
Elizabeth turned back to give Mary a grin. “It’s because you love me!”
Mary rolled her eyes but the amused smirk showed her amusement. “No, it’s because I’m curious. Now where did they go?”
It was three days after the children had been freed. And they have been having the most fun they think they have ever had. It was a dangerous quest, they were dealing with monsters, thieves, and trauma.
But being able to journey with their mothers, learn about them and finally be free was a joyous opportunity.
They were finally free of their father’s influence.
Edward was getting to know all of the queens, intrigued by Catalina and Anne with a familiar, child-like innocence. He stuck to Jane and Anna the most though, talking excitedly with his mother and pointing out things they would see on their journey.
Mary’s woken up with nightmare after nightmare. She was still struggling with everything she had done. But she had reconciled with other queens, even Anne, who she remembered calming her down when they were trapped. Mary was simply happy to finally be free and with her mother.
And Elizabeth was absolutely joyful. All her life, she thought her mother, who she had fading memories of, was dead. But she was alive! Alive and well and so wonderful. And Jane, Anna, Kat, and Cathy were all safe and alive too! And of course, Catalina was just as nice as the others! It was a dream come true for Elizabeth.
But right now, the two youngest girls of the group were on a mission.
“There they are!” Elizabeth points out their mothers, walking down the path.
The two girls were following their mothers out of curiosity. Over their time accompanying the queens back to the ladies’ town, they had noticed their mothers slipping off together when they had free time. And the two were intrigued.
So far, nothing really happened.
Catalina and Anne had simply walked the streets together, looking through a marketplace. Things seemed to get interesting at one point when they stopped at a flower shop, coming out with a flower each weaved into their hair. The two looked blissful.
And that made Mary and Elizabeth happy themselves.
(Of course, there were the moments of panic every time they almost got caught. Every so often, one of the two former queens would look around, almost catching Elizabeth and Mary following them.)
They had actually been about to call it quits when their mothers had stopped at a café, taking the outside table and sitting across from each other.
“Let’s keep watching a little longer! Maybe something will happen!” Elizabeth had insisted when Mary expressed the desire to head back to the inn.
“Alright, alright. It has been fun, I suppose.” Mary admitted, an amused smile on her lips as she rejoined Elizabeth.
Only to see that Anne was glancing back in their direction once again. Mary quickly pulled Elizabeth back behind the wall.
They both let out a breath of relief once Anne and Catalina went back to simply talking.
They continued eating and chatting for several minutes. Elizabeth and Mary found themselves getting bored.
“I guess they just eat together sometimes.” Mary finally declared.
“Yeah, I dunno what we were so worried about!” Elizabeth beamed back at her.
“Let’s go rejoin the others at the—“
And then, as Mary spoke, they looked to their mothers again.
Only to find them locked in a kiss.
Both of the girls’ jaws dropped. Thoughts immediately raced their brains. Their minds were processing, but they didn’t get long to do so.
“YOU THERE!”
That snapped Mary out of it and she was quickly looking to the side. Only to see a group of guards heading towards them, anger and determination in their eyes.
Mary stared at the guards, paling.
They weren’t looking anywhere else, right at the two of them. They had recognized them.
Mary was spinning, practically shoving Elizabeth to get her to run. “Elizabeth, run!”
Elizabeth, who hadn’t noticed the guards squawked and stumbled at the sudden push. She nearly tripped as Mary proceeded to grab her hand and pulled them into a sprint.
“GET THEM!”
Elizabeth looked back and noticed the guards. Her eyes widened and she pushed herself to the same pace as Mary.
Townspeople called out in surprise and shock as the two girls darted between them, frantically pushing themselves to get away. The guards cried out in anger behind them, metal armor and weapons rattling as they pushed through the crowd, gazes locked on Mary and Elizabeth.
Mary quickly turned a corner but froze upon seeing that it was an alley. An alley with a dead end.
They spun and froze upon seeing the guards blocking off their escape.
“Get behind me, Lizzie.” Mary snapped and Elizabeth complied, pressing behind Mary but holding onto the older girl’s clothes.
Mary didn’t want to use fire magic ever again. But they couldn’t afford to be captured. She let the flames dance on her fingertips, trying to squash the panic and the screams that pounded in the back of her skull.
She wasn’t under the spell. She isn’t a monster. She isn’t she isn’t she isn’t—
A figure dropped between the kids and guards. Both groups stopped in their tracks.
“Maman!” Elizabeth called, glee in her eyes.
Sure enough, Anne stood in front of them, staring the guards down and fingers resting on her holstered dagger. “I suggest leaving the girls alone.”
The captain glared back at her before gesturing to the other guards. “Get her!”
Anne was quickly ducking one’s blade and stabbing him in his exposed shoulder. She spun on her heel, kicking another back and launching a throwing knife at another’s leg.
Mary had a sinking feeling Anne couldn’t fight that entire group of guards. The fire still danced around her fingers and she quickly stepped forward to assist, but a gloved hand on her shoulder stopped her.
“Mother?!” Mary gaped upon seeing her mother now at her side, somehow appearing even with the fact that it was a dead end alley.
“Come on, we have to go!” Catalina said, taking Elizabeth by the hand and guiding Mary by the shoulder. Then, shadows wrapped around them. Mary yelped and closed her eyes.
Upon opening them, she saw another alley entirely, bare of guards and Anne. She didn’t have time to process it before Catalina was speaking to them.
“Are you two alright?” She asked with concern.
“Yes.” Mary answered, opening and closing her hands to rid the last embers of fire. Elizabeth nodded her head.
Then, Mary realized who wasn’t with them. “Boleyn is still back there!”
“I know. She’ll be okay!” Catalina told her quickly. Upon seeing a bit of fear still in Elizabeth’s eyes she squeezed the girl’s hand. “I promise you.”
Sure enough, a moment later, Anne joined them.
She stepped from the shadows, quickly opening her arms as Elizabeth lunged at her. Catalina sighed in relief, giving Mary a smile. “Told you she’d be alright.”
“They didn’t hurt you two, did they?” Anne asked, looking over Elizabeth and even looking at Mary.
“No, you showed up just in time.” Mary answered with a grateful smile.
“You looked amazing, Maman!” Elizabeth was absolutely beaming.
“Thank you, Mon coeur.” Anne looked over both of them, backing out of the hug slightly. A knowing smirk was on her lips. “Now, who wants to tell us exactly what they were doing before the guards came along?”
Mary and Elizabeth both froze. The former glanced to her own mother to see that same knowing stare.
“You saw us?” Elizabeth asked sheepishly.
“We’re used to keeping an eye out.” Catalina teased. “We’re not mad, just curious.”
Mary opened her mouth but Elizabeth spoke before she could. “I just wanted to see where you two go alone so often! I dragged Mary along…”
“You didn’t drag me along.” Mary huffed a laugh. “I was curious too.”
“And are you two satisfied then?” Anne asked with a laugh.
And that was when Mary fully processed exactly what she had seen. She spun to Catalina. “You and Boleyn are together?!”
Catalina couldn’t hold back the laugh at that. “Is it a problem, Princesa?”
“Not at all!” Mary said quickly. “As long you’re happy! But I just—! Boleyn?!”
“Hey!” Anne gave a mocked gasp of offense.
The rouge’s attention was quickly dragged back to Elizabeth. “I’m happy for you!”
Anne softened immediately. “Thank you again, Mon Coeur. It makes me happy to hear that.”
“How long have you two been together?” Mary asked now, her shock fading down to show more intrigue.
“Since before we rescued you. Perhaps a few weeks or months before?” Catalina looked to Anne for confirmation.
“Sounds about right.” Anne confirmed.
“You should’ve told us!” Elizabeth huffed.
“Sorry, Elizabeth.” Catalina gave her a fond laugh. “We were trying to wait for a better time… but when we saw you following we couldn’t resist… or more like your mother couldn’t resist.”
“Hey! You were just as on board with the idea!” Anne gave her an exaggerated pout.
Catalina only laughed, moving to Anne’s side to kiss her on the cheek. Anne melted under the affection and Mary couldn’t find herself angry anymore.
(She wasn’t even angry at the relationship. More so that she hadn’t been told for this long.)
“As long as you two are happy…” Mary shook her head fondly.
Catalina was absolutely beaming as the acceptance from her daughter, striding over to pull her into a hug.
The group stood together, talking quietly. They couldn’t stay much longer. They had stirred trouble and needed to alert the others. But this moment… It was nice for all four of them.
Catalina and Anne shared smiles.
It made them happy that their daughters accepted their relationship. They only seemed shocked, and even then it was more intrigue than anything.
And if Mary tried to threaten Anne later (“hurt my mother and I don’t care how scared I am, you will feel my flames.”) then no one needed to know.
The two adults finally guided the girls out of the alley, keeping a close eye on the now searching guards.
“Let’s go find the others. We’ll have to leave town as soon as possible.”
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It was several days later that they reached the ladies’ town.
It’s been rather fortified, the people they gathered making it a much larger town than it had been before. Walls had been put in place but they had swiftly been allowed through, the rebel guards recognizing them quickly.
The ladies were still in the same house so the queens soon found it, even as they got lost in the expanding town and military camp.
As they walked up to the house, the group could hear hooves rushing for them, followed seconds later by a familiar friend slamming into Anne, the both of them managing to keep on their feet.
“Mags!”
“Annie!”
The queens all laughed and were smiling as the other three ladies reached them.
“Oh Joan, it’s wonderful to see you again!”
“Maria!”
“Bessie, get over here!”
The chatter was rushed and excited before the ladies noticed the children. They paused for a long moment before quickly reaching their sides.
“You’re okay!”
“We are!”
“I’m so sorry I left you with Henry…”
“You didn’t have a choice!”
“I’m so happy to see you again!”
“Me too!”
The group chattered excitedly, the children and ladies excited to see each other again as they entered the house. They talked for what seemed to be hours until well into the afternoon, preparing dinner and sitting down together in the living room where they talked about strategies and plans, how the rebels were coming along, and simply told stories to each other.
It was after they ate that Joan finally brought something up.
“Oh!”
Everyone jolted a bit, startled by the sudden noise of realization. Joan flushed a bit at that but continued with just as much energy.
“You’re all back just in time for the festival!” Joan looked excited.
Bessie perked up with an idea. “It can be a celebration for your return!”
“A festival?” Anna asked, eyebrow raised.
“The town’s been planning a festival for a few days now. We wanted something to cheer everyone up!” Maggie explained, a wide grin on her face.
Maria nodded along. “We’ll have games, vendors, and dancing. At the end, we figured the town could gather for performances and stories.”
“You have it all figured out, hmm?” Cathy asked, but she looked rather curious at the prospect.
“Yep!” Bessie agreed. “It will take place in a few days! You should stay and enjoy it!”
“I think it sounds wonderful.” Mary added, looking to the queens. After the past days of traveling, a relaxing festival sounded very intriguing.
The queens thought so too… but they had a quest to finish.
“And I’m sure you’ll enjoy it, Princesa.” Catalina looked apologetic as she placed a hand on her daughter’s shoulder. “But we need to get back to gathering troops.
“What?!” Maggie and Bessie both exclaimed at the same time. Joan looked sad and Maria was frowning, arms crossed. The kids had frowns on their faces as well.
“You’re all going to leave after you just got here?” Joan asked. The half elf looked at Jane specifically, her expression not unsimilar to a kicked puppy.
“I’m sorry, love.” Jane looked just as apologetic as Catalina did. “But the quest isn’t over…”
“That doesn’t mean you can take a few days off to celebrate how far we’ve gotten.” Maria commented.
“Ladies, we appreciate the idea, but we really need to get back to gathering troops!” Anne was the one who said. Elizabeth stared at her mother with a sad frown.
“We just came here to leave the kids with you.” Jane said, smiling sadly down at Edward.
“You’re really going to pass some relaxation up?” Bessie asked with a frown.
“We can’t. Not with Henry…” Kat sighed. She had been looking forward to this idea of a festival.
“There’s still plenty of time to stop Henry!” Maria finally put her foot down. “You are going to take a break and enjoy this festival! All of you deserve it!”
“But—!”
“No buts!” Maggie interjected. “You’ve all been running yourselves ragged on this quest!”
“Let us do this for you, please?” Joan asked.
“It can be a morale boost!” Bessie insisted, stomping a hoof in excitement. “The rebels have been working hard too!”
“We’ll give the guards shifts, so we won’t be unguarded.” Maria stated, nodding to herself.
Jane glanced down as Edward tugged at her sleeve. The kids had been quiet through the exchange. “Mama, I think it sounds fun! Can we please?”
Elizabeth was doing the same to Anne. Even Mary looked rather interested in the idea. The youngest two both looked so excited by the prospect and no one quite had the heart to say no.
“It does sound fun.” Kat hummed.
“Alright… okay. The festival sounds nice.” Catalina relented, an amused and tired smile on her face.
“Good, now come rest for awhile! You only just got here!” Maria said, guiding everyone to bed.
(Even with the order to relax over the next few days, the queens tried to overwork themselves in helping to prepare, not used to being still for so long. The ladies had them sit down and the queens talked. They actually ended up scolding each other for overworking themselves. They talked about all of it and spent the rest of the time relaxing as best as they could.)
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The festival was beautiful.
Strings of lights were strung up from post to post, giving light to the carts and shops along the streets. People were already enjoying it, a pleasant chatter filling the air as they enjoyed the festivities.
The queens, ladies, and kids were ready to join them.
The ladies were giving them farewells and heading off to help prepare for the finale and enjoy the festivals themselves. The kids were also heading off, Mary keeping Elizabeth and Edward close to her as they agreed to check in with their mothers later. This left the queens, who soon split into their couples and headed off.
Catalina and Anne stuck close, hand in hand as they took in the festival around them.
The two talked happy, blissfully together in such a happy atmosphere. The ladies had been right, relaxing like this was nice.
They soon came across the street dedicated to games. The first one they say was the biggest one.
It was a fenced off area, made to be a fake dueling ground. Real swords had been made into much less lethal weapons, perfect for sparring. An armored knight stood in the makeshift ring, beckoning people to fight him as a crowd had gathered.
Lined along the table next to them was a hoard of stuffed animals, all made by a group of toy makers and clothes makers that had joined the army. Prizes like this had been made for every game.
Anne playfully nudged Catalina. “He’s impressive, but I bet you could kick his ass in seconds.”
“Why don’t we find out?” Catalina tilted her head contemplative. And then, before Anne could snap out of her surprise, the paladin carefully moved to step forward. “I take your challenge!”
The knight recognized her quickly. “Of course, my queen!”
“None of that.” Catalina admonished, taking the sword offered by the attendant. “I simply want to enjoy myself here. I am no one’s queen yet.”
“I understand.” The knight agreed before taking a stance. “The first to get knocked to the ground loses.”
Catalina nodded, taking her own.
Anne shook her head with an amused laugh. She really should have seen this coming, she thought as her surprise quickly vanished.
A crowd had formed around the challengers now and Anne watched, fully ready to witness Catalina sweep the floor with the knight.
And she did.
The spar lasted for several minutes, the two going back and forth. Through the entire match, Catalina kept sending Anne smirks and winks that had Anne both blushing and laughing.
It finally ended when Catalina swept under his next swing and kicked him in the back, sending him toppling to the ground.
The knight laughed and gave Catalina praise for her fighting skill. Catalina was returning the favor happily as the crowd around them cheered. Anne was beaming with sheer pride as Catalina made her way over, a prize now in hand.
Catalina held the golden lion out to Anne with a smile. “For you, my lady.”
Anne eagerly took the lion into her arms, beaming back at Catalina. “Thank you, Ma Reine.”
Catalina looked both proud of herself and happy that Anne liked the gift. “Of course, Mi Alma.”
From there, they continued down the street, Catalina’s adrenaline from the quick spar slowly fading away.
Something soon caught Anne’s eye and she was tugging Catalina over, excitedly.
A knife throwing competition.
Targets were lined up and ready to be hit. A similar table of prizes was set up and a man was conducting the event. A woman who attempted the game was walking away dejectedly, joining the crowd watching those playing.
And Anne wasn’t going to pass this opportunity up.
“Keep him safe for me?” Anne gave Catalina a wink and Catalina chuckled, keeping the lion safe in her arms.
Anne quickly walked up and took the daggers from the man. She only hummed upon realizing that they were rigged. It would explain why the man looked so smug.
For a trained knife thrower though, the problem was easily corrected.
Anne tossed one up and down for a moment before beginning to walk down the lane. She passed the first target and threw the knife, correcting the angle and using enough force so it would go far enough and stick.
The audience behind her gasped. No one had been able to stick the knives to any target that entire time. The vendor gaped and Anne ignored them all as she kept walking. Catalina couldn’t hold back her laugh as the next knife stuck too, earning even more awe.
Knife after knife stuck in each target. Dead center.
After, Anne looked back at the vendor with a prideful smirk. “I think I would like to choose a prize now.”
If Anne and Catalina both laughed when the man practically scrambled over to the prize table with a stuttered, “of course my queen!” Then neither would admit it.
Catalina couldn’t see what prize Anne picked and as she got closer, the green rouge held it behind her back.
“A prize, my lady.” Anne quoted Catalina with a wink, now holding out the green dragon plushie. Catalina softened upon seeing it and was quick to trade for it with the lion.
“Thank you.” Catalina said, leaning forward to kiss Anne on the cheek.
Anne flushed but gave her a grin. “I couldn’t let my queen go without a prize, now could I?”
They continued walking through the festival together. (And later, they would name the stuffed animals after each other.)
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Jane and Anna had made their way through the crowd, pressed to each other’s sides. They tasted the fresh food and played some games.
The married couple used sign language for their conversations, Jane not able to hear Anna well over the bustling crowd.*
But it was alright. The two were content to simply be side by side and enjoy the festivities.
At some point, a group of children had noticed and recognized them. They had reached the two quickly.
“Are you the queens?!”
“Two of them, ja!” Anna agreed with a laugh, leaning to their heights. “And who might you lot be?”
The kids went around, introducing themselves, Anna translating one by one to Jane, who beamed and greeted all of them.
“What are you doing with your hands?” A little boy asked curiously.
“Oh! It’s called sign language. Jane and I communicate with our hands because it’s hard for Jane to hear sometimes!” Anna paused, an idea sparking in her mind. “Would you all like to learn?”
That earned her excitement and agreements from the group and Anna was quickly informing Jane, the two taking the kids somewhere better to sit where they could learn.
After several minutes of laughter and excitement as they taught the kid some sign language, the children eventually went running off to enjoy more of the festival. Although, not without using Anna as a human jungle gym at one point and also asking to see both of their magic and powers.
The wives sat at the fountain's edge for a moment, simply taking in each other, the joy of the past few minutes, and the festival.
Anna soon signed to Jane, quickly asking if she was okay. Jane let out a small laugh, signing as she poke, “I’m just fine, dear.”
“Let’s get away from the crowd.” Anna told her in both words and sign before guiding her through the crowd.
“Where are we going?” Jane asked once they got out of the crowd’s range, passing under the gate leading to the paths out of town.
“Well, the festival’s been fun, but it’s rather loud, ja?” Anne explained, a fond smile on her face. “So, I figured we could go on one of our walks… it’s been a while.”
Jane softened, realization and adoration appearing in her eyes. “Oh, dear… that sounds wonderful.”
“Ja?!” Anna looked proud and relieved as Jane took her hand, the blond woman now taking the lead. “And we can still be back in time for the rest of the festival!”
“Then let’s go relax…” Jane said, leading Anna into the forest.
The festival was fun, but being together like this was all they really needed. Be it talking or silence, presence alone was always their comfort.
And if they stayed in the forest clearing up until the festival’s finale, sharing sweet kisses and “I love you’s” then that could be their little secret.
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Kat and Cathy didn’t want to do anything besides be together.
The duo wandered the streets for a long time, taking in the lights and festivities. They soon found themselves in a café, sitting across from each other and nursing cups of hot chocolate.
“This is nice.” Kat said, smiling softly and her head resting on one hand as she took in the laughing and smiling people.
“It is.” Cathy sighed happily, taking a sip from her mug. Her attention was more on her girlfriend than the crowd. “I’m glad the ladies convinced us to stay.”
Kat hummed back, just as happy and blissful.
As they finished up and Kat went to grab something, Cathy quickly checked her pocket. She let out a sigh of relief upon seeing that whatever object she was looking for was still there.
They soon finished their hot chocolate and the cookies Kat had gotten them. They then returned to the streets, arm in arm. The couple soon came across a performance.
A group of bards were playing music, people dancing to the beat together. They stopped, Kat perking up at the melody.
Cathy laughed and was quickly guiding her over to watch the performance. They watched for several minutes, leaning together as they listened to the melodies.
The group of bards were soon playing a slow song, all the couples on the floor gravitating to dance together. The performer in Kat was calling her to dance.
Kat pulled Cathy with her to the group of dancers, earning a small yelp from the wizard. Kat giggled at the noise.
“K… Kat! You know I don’t dance!” Cathy was bright red. “The last time we tried I stepped all over your feet!”
“It’s okay.” Kat soothed, placing a hand on Cathy’s shoulder and the other on her waist. “Just be with me…”
Cathy relented immediately, softening and letting Kat carefully guide her hands to the right position.
They swayed for what seemed like hours, in their own little world together. At some point, their heads came forward to rest together.
The melody guided them and they were content to simply be together.
Cathy’s original plan was to do this in private. She didn’t want to do it in front of a lot of people.
But there was a twinkle in Kat’s eyes and she looked so positively beautiful and so simply happy in this moment that Cathy felt her heart soar. The last beat of the melody hit and Cathy knew one thing for certain.
She was in love with Katherine Howard.
Before Cathy knew what she was doing, she dropped to one knee, pulling the tiny ring box from her pocket and opening it.
Kat froze in her tracks. She stared as she began to process exactly what Cathy was doing. The people around them had stopped to stare as well, but their stares were ones of surprise and excitement.
Cathy took a shaky breath. It’s okay, Cathy, she told herself, you love her and she loves you. With that thought in mind, she began to speak.
“Kat… you and I both know… that we’ll be fighting life or death soon. And I wanted to… to do this, just in case we don’t come back.” Cathy swallowed at that line. “I know we will, but just in case, I wanted us to know that we’ll forever be together.”
Kat was still staring wide eyed, but Cathy saw the smallest of nods, urging her to continue.
“You’ve been hurt by those you thought you loved before. They hurt you and abused you and you eventually realized it wasn’t love. They just wanted to use you. And I hope you know that I will never use you like that… I love you with all of my heart.”
“I— yes… I know— Cathy—!”
Cathy continued before Kat could get too far. She needed to finish. “We’ve been through so much together. We’ve fought demons and faced death and most importantly, we’ve found a family and also love. We’ve protected and loved each other no matter the cost, and I want that to continue… I love you…” Cathy took a deep breath.
“Katherine Howard, will you marry me?”
There was a beat and then Cathy was swept up into a hug. Cathy climbed to her feet, pulling Kat close to her chest and letting the bard press her face against her neck.
“Yes, yes… Cathy yes…” Kat breathed out and it was only that moment that Cathy realized the elf was crying.
“Yes?” Cathy asked again, wanting to reaffirm.
“Gods yes. Yes, I’ll marry you Cathy.” Kat pulled back. “I love you so much.”
And then Cathy was tugged into a deep kiss that she didn’t resist for a second, simply closing her eyes and leaning further into the bliss as the people around them cheered.
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At the end of the festival, everyone would gather in the square for stories and songs.
The couples met back up with the ladies and the kids, ready for the celebration. Everyone gathered around the stage built in the middle of town, the queens chattering happily with the kids as the ladies introduced the performers and performed themselves.
The festival’s finale was a fun one. Every single rebel was enjoying themselves, laughing along and letting themselves be guided into performing and telling their stories.
At one point, Bessie and Maggie had performed with Kat. The trio played their flutes as they danced and sang together.
All around, it was a joyful time.
The queens didn’t find themselves regretting the festival at all. Cathy and Kat especially.
But now, it was drawing to a close. It was the middle of the night, fires being lit to illuminate the area.
“We have time for one more story tonight before our festivities come to an end!” Bessie declared.
“And we would like to invite very special guests to join us.” Maria continued. The queens all paused as the four ladies’ gazes drifted to them. This wasn’t in the plan.
“My queens, would you honor us with your tales?” Joan asked, beckoning the group.
“I’m sure you must have many stories from your travels!” Maggie said at the same time the crowd erupted into excited cheers.
The queens looked around, stunned, as the wide crowd cheered for them. For their stories.
The six made their way up, urged by the crowd, ladies, and their kids. The six shared glances before smiles came into their lips.
“We would be happy to.” It was Jane who finally answered as the cheers died down to eager silence.
The queens shared one last glance, how do they start this? Which stories do they tell?
It was Cathy who stepped up to the plate, starting from the very beginning. Her voice was low and mysterious as she began. The writer was now in her element.
“Let me tell you a story of six ex-wives…”
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Fingers tapped against the armrest of a throne. The room was dark, lit only by lanterns due to the night outside.
Kneeling on the floor was a familiar face. It was the man who had been conducting the execution and collecting the souls.
“So… they have an army?” The figure on the throne let out a dark chuckle.
“Yes my king.” The man said, the jar of souls in front of him. “They also freed the prince and princesses.”
The king huffed. “So they have… no matter, I will get them back soon enough.” His fingers paused their tapping as he pondered something. “You spoke of seeing Boleyn.”
“Yes, I believe a necromancer is using her. One of the rebels. Perhaps Parr is a necromancer…”
The King’s hand clenched the arm rest and he growled. But then, his hand relaxed and he let out a chuckle. “You always have to get in my way… all of you.”
“My king, what do you want us to do about them?” The man asked.
The king only hummed. “They are no cause for worry. What is a group of rebels against an army of demons?”
The king stood, making his way to the kneeling man before reaching down to pick up the jar. He observed the souls inside carefully. He didn’t look at the man as he spoke his next words.
“Let them come. I need one of them after all…”