It was a lovely spring day, well perhaps a bit too springy since allergies were acting up do to all of the pollen and it didnt help that it was a bit windy outside too.

The gently warm breeze swept through your hair, as the sunshine rays danced through the darken clouds that seemed to now bring a stronger gusty of wind and perhaps a sign of rain which would mean good weather for the farmers to receive good pay and food for your country.

So walking away from the balcony you stood upon, you decided to go and see a very nice and flirty friend of yours, Francis.

Now Francis was the guy people would judge him for a pervert if you didnt know him well.

Well you most certainly did know him well, since he was also one of your top and most favorite of all your butlers in your whole castle staff.

He always made sure you were the most happiest, dispite all the stress you attended through your life, especially now with your advisor telling you to need to get married soon and find a fitted king for your country.

You of course didnt honestly care a lot for the marriage. But you did know that if you didnt find a marriage partner or at least a decent lover, your advisor would pick someone that would make you a miserable ruler. And nobody would want that...

But before you could go see your dear friend, your advisor came in and gave you letters to go over, which only made you sigh and gritted your teeth in annoyance at the proposal letters.

You then sat at your desk so you could now turn your attention to the letters from another king in Britian, that was Arthur. He said that he might attend a week in your country, which is something your advisor had also set up as a Plan B.

You never really like Plan B anyways, and you perhaps never will since you didtn get to choose who Plan B was gonna have in it. But you never had a true Plan A anyways.

'What am I going to do?,' you thought, rubbing your forehead as though it would make all your stress go away, but it never did and perhaps never will now.

"Mon ange~," a voice said behind you, making you jump in your seat before turning your head.

You then smiled and let out a relieved sigh," Oh it's only you Francis," you say to the Frenchman, who returns your smile with a grin.

"Indeed it's me," he says softly taking your hand and kissing it, causing you to giggle a little," You seem a bit stressed today though, mon ange.."

He was worried for you and your well being, since you now seem to not have the time to talk with him anymore and you are rarely eating your meals that he helps prepare to make you smile as a special treat from him to you.

You only could nod as an answer," I know...," you admit followed by a pout on your lips.

"Care to tell me why?," He asks looking at you, your eyes meeting those blue eyes of his. They usually remind you of sapphires, ones that sparkle when happy but now they held worries and concern with your own reflection in them.

You simply stared at your butler before sighing, as you shrug your shoulders. Which only made him sigh after you...

"Tell me why your stressed, mon amour, I want to make sure you feel better," he begs softly to you, just to you to tell him why your stressed.

You see, Francis was your best friend, you had another best friend her name was Jeanne d'Arc (grammar is hard).

You all had fun and amazing times together, then one day... Jeanne went away from your country and off to France where you and Francis received a letter some years, where both of your nightmares came true... That she was now dead....

You both cried over the loss of your dear friend, and how you had learned that Francis had a crush on her.

It was a lot to take in. Now you both had a bond that grew stronger together.

"I'm fine, Francis," you lie to him, trying to wave it off by giving him a small smile in hopes he wouldn't question you.

But he already knew that was a lie before you even opened your mouth," Dont lie to me, amour," he said with a disapproving frown.

"I said I'm fine, Fracnis," you said trying to kept your voice at a more serious tone, while you crossed your arms over your chest.

He only looked at you as he search your face before pinching the bridge of his nose. "I can't help you if you wont tell me."

"I have nothing to tell you," you say to him, starting to feel a bit frustrated as he just couldn't drop the subject, and now your starting to have a migraine from all of the stress and frustration, making you rub your forehead tenderly.

He noticed," I'll go get you some med-"

"I dont need it Francis," you tell him quickly before the pinding began to drum in your head. You silently cursed to yourself before reconsidering his offer. "Actually... could you...?"

He chuckled as a tender smile appeared on his face, with that soft look he gives to you whever he understood or was simply and secretly admiring you. But he wouldn't ever tell you that he admires you.

"Of course mon ange," he said with a nod as he walked to the door to leave.

You bit the bottom of your lip as you watched him walk away to go fetch you your medicine. Your thoughts began to wonder before the pin sign in your head came back, causing you to groan in annoyance and roll your eyes as you plopped down on your bed and grabbed a sleeping mask to at least block out the light that was hurting your head, since you felt too lazy to get up and move to turn the lights off yourself.

You then snuggled in your many blankets and pillows, letting out a sigh as you then drifted off soundly.

Hopefully with things going to be better down the road.

TO BE CONTINUED-

Izuminokami_Kanesada  you get to choose what you want to see next!

Only one choice! What will it be to get to the key of his heart?

-Lemon(full smut scene)
-Lime( hot makeout cession and little smut)
-War
-Tragic Heartbreak