A few months has passed by and Mary has gotten use to her maid duties, unfortunately it won't last long since everyday she was enclosing on the path of death, her coughing of blood got known by the King and she was taken for a check-up, the doctors diagnosed her with Red sickness, a disease in the royal era which had no cure, some live long with it as long as their strong enough, but Mary wasn't strong, she was weak and getting weaker everysingle day she stayed in the palace due to the molestations the King performed on her, the multiple scars she has gotten from Elara, who has thrown boiling water on her even, and anytime she tries to run away with Juli they stop her and beat her up, at this point Mary eyes were darker than the night sky, her formally glowing skin was filled with scars and bruises, her life was the epitome of miserable.
But she still fought hard because of Juli, she vowed that she would watch Juli grow and conquer, Juli, on the other hand, was crawling around the maid rooms floor, while Mary arranged their clothes, it was a rare happy moment for Mary as she watched her baby crawl around laughing but the happiness was cut short as the King barged in with his guards, ''Take her to the dungeon cell fast'' Mary was confused and quickly held her baby but the guards slapped her to the ground and dragged her away to the cell, the King looked back ''Make sure she doesn't die and don't let her voice reach the palace'' As Mary was being dragged from the grand halls of gold and prestige to the stairway of damp arks of despair she looked out the window and saw a familiar figure, ''Dad'' she murmured, then it hit her, they didn't want her to see her dad today and today was the one out of three visiting days between the Scottish empire and Britanian empire, she screamed her lungs out ''Dad,Dad, Father help me'' but the guards slapped her again and covered her mouth''.
The King was nervous and stared at the little Juli who crawled towards him, ''Papa'' the King didn't know why but his heart felt warm from hearing Juli's voice, he hasn't felt such in a long time since Mary became a maid, it was like Juli was Mary all over again, he wanted to fight the urge but couldn't so he picked Juli up, and his heart burst in warmth as he smiled like a child holding Juli to his chest, but from the corners of the room was Elara who was watching Juli in the cuddles of the King like an Eagle staring at their prey.
A guard came into the room, it was John this time, he smiled as the King held Juli ''Even when you fight the heart it still finds a way to climb up'' John whispered to himself before relaying information to the King ''Sir, the guest have arrived about to enter the hallway'', the King frowned and threw the baby to John ''give her to her mother'' the King ordered.
As John was leaving the room a hand dragged him, it was Elara, she stared at him with her eyes that could make grown men fall, ''Give me the baby'' but John didn't care if he was a guard he wasn't going to give Elara the baby instead he just stood still like a deaf and dumb like he didn't hear the question, praying for some magical interruption to happen.
Elara was already pissed ''Give me the baby'' but John just kept quiet holding the baby, until a guard interrupted the tense moment ''Queen Elara the King calls for you''
Elara stared at John ''You will pay for this''
John walked away heading to the dungeon to give Mary her baby but the scene he met was a scene that made him forget his a knight, when he entered the dungeon room Mary's maid uniform was torn, the guards armour was off and their were holding her down about to rape her, as one of the guards saw John he shouted ''Come join us i know you haven't tasted royal blood before'' John nodded and walked into the cell, Mary hasn't recognised him and was in tears thinking Juli was about to witness her mother get molested by five guards but as John neared the cell gate he dropped Juli, then came close to the guard holding Mary's legs and stabbed him right in the chest with his sword ''Dont you dare touch my Queen with your filthy hands you bastard'' John didn't stop there he stabbed him four times in his chest with his sword before dragging his sword out of his chest, allowing him to fall on the ground, the three other guards looked at John in anger and rushed towards him sending blows and kicks but John wasn't fighting to win his was fighting to die, he was fighting to protect what he loved and a man who fights fights for love is the strongest man of them all, John stood his ground as he stabbed one of the guards on the legs, making him lose balance while the other sent a blow straight to Johns face but John wasn't going to let that stop him, he head butted the guard after all he was the only one wearing armour, which caused the gurad to stagger John quickly sent his sword towards the guards eye stabbing through , the last guard who was stabbed in the leg looked at John like the embodiment of fear as he cried and begged John but John was blinded by anger, he walked up to the guard, ''in your next life you will never touch a woman'' and the guard took his last breath as the sword went through his neck.
While in the Palace hallway was Marys's dad the Monarch of Scotland shaking the King smiling ''So my boy where's my daughter?''.