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Our Royal Blood

Our Royal Blood

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In the year 1350 and the plague attacks the world which is already amidst chaos peppered over heartbreak, death, and tragedy...1x1 with Fallenone121

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In the year 1360 the world is amidst chaos peppered over heartbreak, death, and tragedy. The black death is at its peak, infecting the entrenched social Hierarchy with an incurable disease, he most devastating pandemic in human history that will soon fatally infect sixty percent of Europe’s population is the most deadly enemy known to humankind. However, the Plague itself is not the only element causing fear and exhibiting terror.

The two most Powerful Kingdoms standing are England and France, England known for its Military power has a grip on almost every other country in the world, and has the means to stop a threat before it begins. France, too has a strong Military power though their need for conquest has never been a big one as they Country itself is one of the richest, they simply participate to ensure Britain does not grow stronger than they are. Knowing that the other is the biggest threat, When the Crown Prince of England was a mere five, and the Princess of France was a mere three, the two Kingdoms drew up a marriage alliance, bringing some peace between the Powers.

With such uncertainty and hard times, that alliance is not only key to France and England, but to the whole world as a war between the two nations, with the Plague that infects the world, would be catastrophic for every Kingdom and every person. Fear is making people do rash things, some are going insane, tension is rising, but Royal court, Alliances, Enemies, Politics, war and disease are not the only factors straining these Royals.

A Tribe has risen, Nomadic Warriors who not even England has found a way to tame. With no fixed settlement, their touch with nature and weaponry skills. A Rebel uprising is not just inching towards England, but the whole world.

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"I just don't see why she had to come. This is family business." Isobel looked over at Emilia who's sisters were sleeping against her and Brother was sleeping in her lap. "Sophia has been my best friend since childhood Mother, she is like one of my sisters, that makes her Family." Isobel scoffed at her daughters remark. "You are a Princess Emilia, and the future Queen of France, you cannot be seen with a common peasant!"

"Sophia is anything but common Mother. You worry to much." Emilia smiled gently at her mother before looking out the window, they were along the coast, fairly close to the English castle, Emilia loved England, she thought it was beautiful.




When they arrived, they had drown a crowd that stood in the front of the Palace. "Announcing His Royal Majesty King Lucas IV of England." Emilia looked up slightly, they were standing at one end of the Long path, and the Windsor family was at the other end closest to the castle. "Announcing her Royal Highness Queen Catherine of England, and his Majesty Prince Michael of England."

"Is that the Prince?" Elena asked with a smile. Emilia simply nodded slightly. "That's him, hes bigger, looks more like a man from when I last saw, but that is him." Elena made a smile childish noise the one school girls make when they like a boy. "He is so cute Em!" Emilia smiled gently at her younger sisters behavior. "I suppose he is." Emilia smiled slightly at her sister.

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The sounds of blades clashed in a section offset away from the castle itself where the general passerby would not be aware of the events taking place within while Prince Michael engaged with a weapons master to train and study himself pushing to try to survive through the studies that had started off difficult enough when he was a child and now here he was with a live weapon not a wooden training blade engaged in combat that was true enough. For all that while neither side tried to kill or maim the other there was no holding back - Mika learning to defend himself and fight by actually doing it day after day.

"Michael!" a familiar voice called out from across the soft grasses even as Mika's blade clashed clattering the weapon master's blade aside but no sooner had Mika parried aside the other blade than a dagger kissed lightly at his throat at his collarline of his leather hauberk, "You are late! The French have already arrived and here you are getting dirty!" the seneschal grumbled in readily apparent irritation, "Get changed!"

"I would have had you!" Mika cheerfuly exchanged as the weapon master laughed good naturedly as the prince stripped free of his undershirt and hauberk pulling on a clean undershirt and soft leather vest adjusting it so he would look appropriate and straightening up before the seneschal shoved the servant forward with the prince's dirty clothes herding the prince forward to meet with the French arrival jogging forward to stand beside his family a smile on his features - until he saw her and as his eyes looked to Emilia his face only barely managed to resist showing his features blanched.

Michael certainly had grown...his very existance a presentation of what had been expected of him. A young man who never seemed before to understand that a woman wasnt a boy now had a difficulty at the very mention of Emilia. Spending much of his time on the sparring grounds what was left of it was spent with tutors to learn or endeavoring to learn and attend the needs of his people.

Mika's nerves were a knotwork - patterned among the very fibers of his existance. Twisted and tangled among his thoughts and ideals. Just the sight of Emilia - and her familiar pale features and lightly shaded hair - and he could feel that it would take all he had in him not to stumble and fall on his face or just outright bite his tongue when he approached.

"On behalf of England...her people...and her throne...I welcome you as honored and respected guests..." Mika spoke softly after several moments of fighting to get the words out while his very being wanted to cause him to choke on what he wanted to say - what he needed to say though even as he spoke his head was bowed in what some might think was the utmost of respect to the representatives of France but the truth was that he couldnt find his voice when his eyes looked to Emilia's own.

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Emilia smiled kindly at Michael. "My family and I are grateful for your hospitality. It is wonderful to be back in England." Emily looked over to where little Liam was pulling at the skirts of her dress making a fussing sound, she smiled gently at the boy putting a hand gently on his head before kneeling down to pick him up softly kissing his cheek, she would hear about that later from her Mother, but her Brother was just as important to Emilia as anyone else.

The two families walked into the castle, Emilia walked by Michael still holding her brother, but now her three sisters followed close behind them instead of standing in a line beside Emilia. It was quite obvious she was the one that the younger children of the family looked up to, they were more inclined to be by their older sister than with their Mother, which wasn't all that rare with Royal families the eldest sibling was usually most like a parent. "Emilia. If I have nightmares will I still be able to sleep in your room?" Little Lucille asked with rather frightened eyes, Emilia took her sisters hand.

"Of course Lucy, nothing will change, I will still always make time for you, even in the middle of the night." Lucille smiled at Emilia before looking forward again. Emilia simply looked over at Michael. "I remember a time we used to run through these halls, as playmates. You were always faster than I was, I could never keep up." She smiled at the memory thinking of when they were children and duty didn't own their lives.




Emilia had joined Michael on a walk through the Gardens as her family got settled into where they would be staying in the guest wing of the castle, she gently had her hand in the crook of his elbow laughing a little bit a few things he spoke about as they talked. Emilia sighed seeing Sarah, the girl had always been horrible to Emilia and nothing seemed to change Emilia had the strange suspicion she was simply jealous. "Emilia how nice it is that you are back at English court." Sarah looked at Michael. "Mika." She smiled at him slightly, Emilia did her best not to roll her eyes, it was unlady like.

"Well, we have things to do Sarah, and for future reference, it is Princess Emilia." Sarah scoffed slightly. "Oh Princess, I am not afraid of you. You have no real power here, your only purpose is to keep our countries from Killing each other, and giving our Prince heirs for his Throne and his kingdom, you are nothing but a foreigner on soil that isn't yours to rule. You are powerless here, and why should I be afraid of a powerless Princess?" Emilia straightened up slightly, she wasn't going to get involved with this Sarah was simply trying to provoke her. "Michael, I haven't seen the stables yet. Do you still have all the horses you used to?"

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"It is a blessing to have you back..." Mika spoke calmly and clearly as he glanced to Liam as Emilia moved to collect her brother and yet the prince said nothing nor did his parents. Mika couldnt see any measure of negativity in her giving attention to her young brother despite that they were being presented to one another and if the prince didnt question it there was minimal reason anyone short of his parents should feel they have any right to question what she says and does.

As Emilia spoke to her sister Mika smiled gently looking to Lucille, "You are our guests not our prisoners...There will be no cause nor reason for your sister to be prevented from being in your company regardless of time of day or night...she will always be there for you just as she would be at your own home." Mika explained then paused, "The only change is that soon your family will be bigger...and she will be taking her place at my side."




While the family settled into their chambers in the palace Mika was readily willing to accompany Emilia though his steps were largely quiet - uncertain of what to say or do in her company though walking with her with her hand on the crook of his elbow he walked accompanying her watching over her protectively as they moved together and while Sarah spoke with familiarity of Emilia - it took all Mika had not to get outright upset by the words of the disrespectful girl.

"...I will not have you speak of my fiancee in such a way..." Mika spoke after several agonizing moments to Sarah, "...She may not be English but she IS my bride to be...my sheath...and I will have NOONE disrespect her and speak of her like she is nothing. She is MINE and as my future queen every bit of soil she steps on will be soil that she is fit to rule. She is by no means powerless and her future husband will have no qualms taking a stand against any and all who would speak poorly of her." Mika added barely managing to avoid his voice slipping into an angry growl though he was pleased to be distracted by Emilia, "I do have some of the horses I used to at the stables...we have others as well...new acquisitions...and I would love to show you..." Mika spoke calmly his voice and tone gentle and caring as he spoke to the girl he had no issue at all standing up for.

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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.

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