Mary opened the door to Francis’s old rooms. He sat at his work desk, striking a finishing stone against a new blade. Things had to be very bad for Francis to retreat to his sword-making but adding to that his scene in the great hall and Lola’s desperate request for a late-night audience, Mary knew something was gravely wrong with the king.“Leave me, Mary,” Francis said, eyes trained on the job at hand. “I need to be alone right now.”“Then that’s a problem,” she said with a soft, sad smile. “You’re a king and I’m your queen. Neither of us will ever be alone.”Francis looked up at his wife with confused red eyes.“I’m so tired,” he said, a moan in his voice. “But I have such nightmares.”“I know,” Mary said. She walked around his worktable carefully, sitting beside him on the bench. There were a lot of knives to hand and as much as she loved and trusted her husband, she couldn’t help but feel an edge of anxiety. “But they are only dreams. Why do you want to send your son away?”“Because he isn’t safe here,”
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