Emilia smiled when they came to the stables a black mare trotting over to her from the middle of one of the paddocks, Emilia walked forward gently running her hand down the mares nose. "You are very beautiful." She smiled when the horse whinnied in a reply nudging Emilia's hand before turning and walking back towards the herd. She turned back to Michael with a smile. "I've always loved the horses here." She was happy to be back, though she felt like they would be pressured into many things, it would be times like these she would look forward to. "I've missed it here."
-4 weeks later-
Emilia was laying on the picnic blanket with Michael looking up at the clouds like they used to when they were little, her hand was gently linked in his, she let go of his hand for a moment pointing at a cloud. "That one looks like a horse." She smiled rolling onto her side to look at him, she moved slightly so that her head was just resting on his shoulder.
"Princess Emilia, Prince Michael...Forgive me for the interruption, but it is important." Emilia sat up slightly, the man had a sad expression on his face. "Princess...Your Father, he has grown ill..." Emilia felt her heart drop slightly she took her hand out of Michael's clasping her hands together setting them on her lap. "What kind of ill?" Emilia asked but she feared that she already knew the answer. The man shifted slightly averting his gaze, she had been so happy moments before. "The Black Death your Majesty...The King of France Is dying."
Emilia got up quickly, she didn't think she had ever run so quickly in her life, she didn't know if Michael had followed her or not, she assumed he had. When she came into the castle she headed straight for her Fathers room where to guard caught her before she could get to the door, she was in tears at this point. "Let me through!" The guard sighed softly. "I am sorry Princess, we have direct orders not to let you through, you could catch the disease."
"My Father is dying I demand to see him." Emilia said but her voice wasn't as strong now, it was shaking and tears were running down her cheek, she heard footsteps behind her to see Michael's parents and her own family. Lucille looked at Emilia with worried eyes. "Em, why are you crying? Is Daddy going to be okay?"
Emilia turned from her family for a moment to compose herself, she took a few deep breath before turning back mustering the best smile she could, she got down on her knees so she was about Lucille's height. "Daddy is very sick Lucy...But the Doctors are doing everything they can to help him." Emilia pulled the young girl in for a hug when she started crying holding her head gently. "Shh...Don't cry Lucy, everything is going to be okay, I promise." Lucille took in a few shaky breaths. "I want to see Daddy." Emilia held her tighter, "I know, Lucy, I know." Emilia looked over to where Michael was standing a few more tears rolling down her own cheeks, her two other sisters were holding each other and their Mother had her free arm around them, while Liam was in the other to young to understand what was happening. The whole situation made her heart ache.