Mirabelle

I strolled with castle corridors, when I met Matthew.

- Are you avoiding me? - asked.

- And I should?

- Of your guards it is kind of more.

- I could hear your conversation. - I announced.

- Conversation? What conversation?

- You were supposed to get information out of me, not keeping an eye on it, in what way you are doing it.

I explained, what he had frozen to the spot to.

- Princess Mirabelle. - I heard the voice of the king of IV Christian. - wouldn't your height go with me to gardens?

- With a great pleasure. - I nodded, passing the son of the ambassador.

* * *

Christian IV Oldenburg was very nice for me. Nice and handsome, but however I was aware of the fact that any day now here a king of the Navarre would appear along with his nephew, with Franciszek. The king of the Navarre and my family didn't like each other. The one he was first from the dynasty of Bourbons, gladly a throne would seize my father.

- I must admit that you enchanted me at once.

- Very much he is flattering me, Your Majesty.

- Please, let us call ourselves by first name. Christian.

- Mirabella.

- Can we say opening?

- Of course.

- I am turning me over oneself you know, why here I arrived.

- You aren't first which is arriving here for that purpose.

- And not first which will go away without the hand of the Princess Mirabelle. - stated.

- So am I known in Europe? - I asked.

- I realized that you would also reject me.

- We know ourselves too briefly. - I shook my head, with a faint smile I looked at Christian. - perhaps if we knew ourselves longer.

- We can fix it. - he stated, however I looked at it incomprehensibly.

- In what way?

- Go with me, go with me to Denmark.

- To Denmark? - I burst out laughing. - as who?

- French princess.

- Knot in it...

- The snag is that you aren't interested.

- I am sorry. - I smiled.

- But we can become friends.

- With friends? I am a French princess, I cannot give nothing to you, apart from my cordiality.

- I by it am a king, of two countries. I want to be only your friend. If you or your country are at one time, to need help. You can write to me.

- Why? Why are you for me so nice?

- I got to like you.

- That's all?

- Yes. You are very suspicious.

- Somebody recently betrayed my trust, I hope that you aren't next which will also disappoint them.

- I think that I wouldn't like to be in his skin before the king with Francis and the queen Mary.

- They aren't so terrible how you could hear.

- Not as terrible as the queen mother.

He announced.

- I am turning you over oneself. - I smiled. - it is a nice woman, in spite of a few lacks.

I explained, what we had heard heralding sound of the arrival of the royal guest to.

- Somebody is driving up. - announced.

- The storm is coming. - stated.

- Are you going with me? - I asked. - it is probably a King of the Navarre.

- He isn't my guest, we will meet most probably during the evening on the feast. Everyone.

I went quickly to a castle courtyard, on which the carriage was already.

I stood up by parents and brothers.

- How king Christian? - Florian asked.

- Interesting man. - I announced, what I felt eyes of the father on myself to, and then I said to him. - don't get your hopes up, I will not budge.

- Even I wouldn't dare. - stated, having looked at me.

- Are you noting give him a chance? - a mother asked.

- Not. We will be friends. - I announced, when the carriage stopped. - here and are ours is having staying.

Parents started coming towards the carriage, but I with Florian and John right away behind them.

- Are you ill? - Jan asked.

- Please? - I asked.

- You have blushes on the face.

- For a bit of me heat. - I curbed the subject, when we stood up.

- King of the Navarre. - a father started. - what are we being graced with your visit for?

- Cousin, we will proceed to business later.

- Of businesses? It is interesting. - a king of France said.

- It is my nephew, Prince Francis.

He presented my future husband which bowed before parents. I and Francis looked at themselves.

- Getting to know the king and the queen causes me great joy of France. - announced.

- Prince Florian and the Baron John will show you castle.

***

I started coming back to my chambers after the arrival of Bourbons. When I opened the door, I felt how somebody is catching me by the hand and is drawing into my chamber, and then is closing the door.

- You should not here be. - I announced at the sight of Franciszek which pinned me to the wall, kissing the mouth for me.

- I missed greatly. - answered, picking me up and wearing to the bed.

- I am heavy.

- Don't amuse me. - announced putting on the bed and farther me kissing.

- Mirabelle. - we heard, when the door of my chambers suddenly opened.

My brother stopped in the threshold, Prince Florian.

He looked at us, and then closed the door, coming up to us.

- Would you be so nice and went down my sister? - he asked, and then turned to me. - Are you alright?

- It not like that, for Florian. I will explain everything to you.

- We will talk how the Prince Francis will leave your chambers. - he explained, what I had looked like a boy at, which moment earlier lay on a bed with me.

- Will you leave behind us? - I asked, what he had nodded to, and after a moment the door behind him closed.

- I already know where from these blushes. - a brother started, looking at me. - do you realize, that if somebody else entered this room, your reputation would be destroyed?

- It not so if you think, we know ourselves longer. We love ourselves. Yes, I know what for me you have always said, we for the master should not go with the our heart. The snag is that I am only a princess, with daughter of the king and the queen. With queen of nothing.

- He is from the dynasty of Bourbons, the father won't be satisfied.

- It is I am supposed to be satisfied, not he.