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⠀. ⠀*⠀〝 your fate 𝒉𝒂𝒔 been foretold,𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐬.
⠀⠀ a ( 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 ) that you will 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁 and 𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿,
⠀⠀ but eventually, it 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 come to pass.
⠀⠀ ﹟𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖢𝖮𝖱𝖣 & est. 2017
+ yourself to thank for that, Maman. After all, I was raised quite well.”
Though he had many a nanny to tend to him, Francis vividly remembers his mother being a strong presence in upbringing — unlike many royals.
The heavy sigh that escaped the young man’s lips was as equally dramatic as his mother’s previous actions. Then again, ‘tis also a trait he inherited from her majesty, as well.
His index finger comes to press into the dimple of his cheek when he says, “You have none but +
The amusement seemed visible in both mother and the son, the dragged out eye roll on the Queen's behalf more than explicit of said fact.
"Well, I suppose that the lovely new coats and even a gold brush and something monogrammed with 'meilleur fils du monde' might have to +
“A feature for which I am eternally grateful for, though not above to using it as an bargain.” A thick brow raised in equal mirth mirrored in her own eyes at her rebuttal.
He turns to face her majesty completely, not refusing to sustain the eye roll at her dramatics—though +
"Mais c'est bon ça, petit Monsieur, I made that golden cheveux."
An amused smile rested on Catherine's features, while taking a seat besides the Dauphin. "Oh, good god, what am I to do with all the food which the cooks will prepare and the presents which have already been +
+ continuing to keep an eye out for the raised hand he’s sure to receive for doing so in her presence (Dauphin or not, his mother is not against raising a hand to him). “Nonetheless, they’d be grateful for such pleasantries, too. I think that’s a wonderful idea.” He flashes a +
+ be surprised to find that there is nothing that I want.” Before adding, “Well, apart from your word to not set another hand on the hair of my head again, that is.”
Per his reflexivity, he pulls away from the unwelcome intrusion. At that point, however, the damage had already been done. He huffs a complaint, “Pas les cheveux!”
Once settling his hair back into place, he adorns a small grin, “Evening, Maman. To answer your question, you’ll +
Nimble digits skim across @CrownFated's curls, purposely undoing the well kept hair.
"Bonjour, mon fils." There it was — that characteristic up to no good smile. "Prey tell, François, what do you want for your birthday?"
@AnarchyOfSpells ∕ ∕ ⠀WHY DID I KNOW THAT YOU WOULD??? i was like, “hmm, four sons & four daughters. eights kids. prominent family. mother knows best. veritas vibes <3”
‘ Terrible genetics ‘
How ironic considering he bares the face of the proof of God’s existence. Not to mention, he’s often tossed the blame for the inability to produce an heir—but perhaps it were 𝒔𝒉𝒆 who were incompatible with the Valois genetics?
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Just a thought.