Mary Queen of Scots (Parody)
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Mary Queen of France and Scotland. "I am Mary, Queen of Scots and I have come for my throne." (MDNI 25 + NO DM MC Det/Lit #Taken,) I follow RP Accounts. Wed to my love @KingFrances.bsky.social Penned by #Winter @Charactersofwinter.bsky.social
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- Mary Queen of Scots
- Queen of France and Scotland
- Not New to Character or Fandom
- Reign CW TV series
- Period RP
- Crossovers welcome
- 3 + years as Mary
- Det & Lit
- Looking for Det SL’s & banter
- MC 25 + only
- Ships w/ heavy chem (Francis preferred)
- NO DM or one liners
Reposted by Mary Queen of Scots (Parody)
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Emma, Marquise de Montpellier. 🌹

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• Former account was @ABeguilingRose on X (Twitter).

• Historical roleplay.

• 17th/18th century.

• Character is the same age as the writer.

• Can contain mature content.

• Storylines and banter are welcome.

More information below...
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~ she was the Queen of Scotland. She was to make the final decisions. Just as he made the final decisions in France.* Are you a Nobleman, Tate? Or from one of my loyal Catholic Clans? *The head of the clans were Lords. So their sons were next in line.*
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~ and smiled.* It is wonderful to meet you as well, Tate. I expect that you are a practicing Catholic? *She said as the carriage rumbled along the road. Her hand on Francis' thigh to steady herself on the journey tightened as he had made the choice without her knowledge or consideration. After all ~
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*Mary kissed Francis deeply.* Now this I can get used to. *She arched her brow.* Meet what young man, Francis? She said in her quizzical yet almost demanding voice. It was then then the carriage stopped and a handsome Scottish young man entered and was introduced to her. She nodded to the young man~
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~ tend to call me the French Queen. I plan to change that. We are home. They stepped into the royal carriage, which was not as elaborate as the French ones and they were on their way. Bringing yet another carriage for them, they were on their way yet again.* Alright, Francis, why did you really ~
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*Walking off the dock the immediate bows and welcomes of their Queen, she smiled. Still she missed those 12 devoted men who Catherine had slaughtered. But she still had loyal Catholic friends and nobles. She turned to her daughter.* I have not been on Scottish soil in quite some time. My people ~
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*She placed a hand on Francis' arm and nodded.* I thought you'd already spoken to the Cardinal about an annulment? It was simply that it was never consummated. Bash had other lovers. Men can. Women can't. So since they were wed in the matter your father wed them, I believe the Pope will annul it.
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~ shortly." They all began to smile with the insinuation. Mary walked to the throne room with her hands in front of her to stand next to Francis and Bash.* What's the urgency?
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~ felt as though she was losing one friend after another. Who was next? Her personal guard entered and mentioned an urgency by the King to appear in the throne room. Nodding, she patted Kenna's leg.* I'll be back shortly, don't leave. *They smiled. "When you go see Francis, you're never back ~
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*With all the laughing going on between her, Kenna, Lola and Greer she hadn't been paying attention to anything. This was going to be their last day together since they had arrived. Aylee was gone and now Kenna was going to another location to hide away to give birth and give away her child. It ~
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~ in the direction.* What are those.. men? Sir John? They look like nothing I have ever seen.
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*Mary stood as she moved to where Sir John and Dame Rose were dealing with the issue at hand. Just then a young woman was brought in by one of the guards and taken into the guards by John and Rose. All too protectively.* This is your daughter. Is it not? *Suddenly screams caused the Queen to turn. ~
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~ to her. No one else. *She did not wish anyone to know she was coming except Anges and her family.*
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~ are looking forward to meeting our people. Have clothes prepared for us. Our sizes are enclosed. I hope you are well. I miss you, Mother and James dearly.

Love,

Mary and Francis

*She sealed the letter and handed it to a trusted man.* Please see that this gets to my sister. Hand this directly~
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*Mary sat down at her desk in their suite to compose a letter*

My dearest sister @agnesofscots.bsky.social I am writing to you to let you know that @kingfrances.bsky.social and I will be leaving for Scotland within a fortnight. Please, if you would have things have things prepared for us. We ~
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~ and Scotland took his hand to be escorted up the stairs to the throne and sat down.*
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~ our Scottish royal clothing made. *She placed a soft hand upon his cheek.* It's cold there from what your and my mother have told me. So our clothes will be heavy and thick. *Her smile faded.* I just wish I could remember what it was like. I've lived here almost all my life. *The Queen of France ~
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You want to go to Scotland with me? *A smile crossed her face. One wider than he'd ever seen since she'd told him the news that she was pregnant.* I'll write to Agnes immediately and let her know we are on our way this week. She can make preparations for us. Add your throne to the room. We'll have ~
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~ dying. I don't wish to leave it in the hands of James. I know he loves me and would work for me. But my sister is Catholic and it would be in better hands.
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*Oh how she loved dancing with Francis. She had learned with the nuns after she had left French court as a child. How silly was that? How could nuns know how to dance? *She took a deep breath as he twirled her.* You know he would have to live in Scotland as the Regent consort. My mother is sick and~
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~ Lord Bothwell. Her mother spoke highly of him. She would have to seek high and low for a good man to help Agnes rule Scotland with her. * Now that we have a match for our daughter, I must write my mother to find a good man for Agnes.