"Will Mary give my boy many sons?" I overhear Catherine speaking to the court physician Nostradamus-who can supposedly see the future, she is asking about Mary because she and her ladies maids are arriving at court soon because of an assassination attempt on her "how can I control a queen of her birthright?"

"Not all visions are clear," Nostradamus says to her calmly, getting bored I leave the kitchens and head outside to where we are going to greet my sister.

"Take my arm Freya" looking over I see Bash offer his arm, taking it we go outside and I stand beside him as we see my sister Mary. Everyone looks between us "identical sisters" Bash whispers "my god" Mary and her lady's maids look our way and I look to the king who nods his head.

I walk well waddle over to my sister since I am close to giving birth, when I am before her I smile at her "Hello Mary"

"Freya" she smiled back, and we hug "oh, it's been way too long"

"It has" pulling back I rub my belly "soon you'll be like me, a mother"

"Yes," she smiles looking eager "oh, where is Francis?"

Looking over my shoulder "here he comes" when he is before us, he places his hands behind his back.

"Freya" he smiles before bowing to us, when he walks forward I see Mary smile brightly.

"I don't believe it" oh, Mary will fall because of this. As they talk I see Nostradamus says something to Catherine which startles her, good thing I can read lips.

Nostradamus said to Catherine "She will cost Francis his life" why would he say that? I mean, you know what? I'll see for myself later today.

~Time Skip~

When I knock on the door, it opens Nostradamus. "Princess" he bows moving aside to let me in, I walk in and see all the herbs and everything "how may I help you this evening?"

"Do you have visions of the future?" I am blunt and look at him.

"I do" nodding his head

"I want you to tell me my future" he frowns "I had a dream many months ago, and in it, a man I met years ago will be the death of my kids"

"Can you tell me this dream?" he asks, waving for me to sit I have my hands on my belly in a protective manner.

"It starts fine...the dream" explaining "the man holds me as we sit under a tree watching the twins run around, we are married. Then the sky turns dark and I am standing naked, both myself and the man are. He is covered in blood while blood runs down my legs and I am no longer pregnant but also my kids lay dead before my feet"

We are silent before Nostradamus says "the man you met will be your only, you and he will have a love that will go on for centuries...maybe thousands of years. You will experience pain and suffering, but in the end, it will all be worth it"

"But my children will die?" I ask

"Everyone dies, your highness" he softly says to me "but in the current manner? No, you will be with your family for a very long time"

I am silent as I process these words "why did you tell the queen that my sister will kill her son?"

"Because one day it will be Mary's destiny to kill Francis" I cross my arms "I cannot control my visions, for Francis's death will spark something in her to create her into the queen she is destined to be"

That doesn't sound bad "will my sister have children?"

"She will have one son but it will cost her," he tells me "she can either have love and war or peace and a son, but not both"

"What did the blood mean in my dream?" I know I'm going back and forth with everything, but now I'm just asking questions that come to mind.

"Blood means many things, it can mean life or death," he says "but in this case, it means both"

"How?"

"It just does" shaking his head "unless I am given more information, I cannot help you"

Sighing annoyed "thank you Nostradamus" standing up "till next time" he nods his head and I leave to head to my room and prepare for tonight since tonight is also the wedding between Princess Elizabeth and the King of Spain.

As my ladies help me into my green gown and green heels since I can not see my feet, my sister Mary knocks on my door before coming in. "Hello Mary"

"Freya" she stands before me "Freya?" sitting down she looks at me "I have a question about marriage"

"What can I help you with?"

"Francis made it clear that when we marry it will be one of strict duty and alliance" she looks at me with hopeful naive eyes "please tell me that you eventually found love with Andre" my ladies maids all share a look, they know what type of man Andre was. How he was a cruel man who cared very little about others and only cared for money.

"It is rare for you to find love, being who we are," I tell her slowly and calmly "now, let me be very clear about this...do not expect you and Francis to be in love for that will most likely never happen" she frowns nodding her head, best squash her dreams of happiness now.