|posted on 24-Dec-2002 10:09:51 AM|
|Title: Into Exile|
Disclaimer: Rub it in why don’t you. I don’t own any of them!
Category: M&M of course with mentions of the other characters existing together but nothin on them I don’t think and AU
Author’s Note: This idea came after a book I read about called Into Exile by Joan Lingard (Is it okay if I steal the title?) I guess the idea has a basis to the book. For those of you who don’t now what it is about, it’s about this couple from Belfast (in Northern Ireland). The girl Sadie is Protestant and the guy, Kevin is Catholic and they run away to England together and start a life together. But my story is about the high upper class/royalty people. You’ll have to read my fic to understand. And lots of feedback. That would be great!
Background info: Okay, there’s lots of it so bear with me.
Set on Antar and if you can imagine everyone is dressed as if it was 1800s on earth but life is pretty modern with TVs, stereos, computers etc. and technology is very advanced. I haven’t decided yet if Kivar is going to exist as such but at the moment he definitely is not a threat.
Max, Michael and Isabel are the children of King Philip and Queen Diana of Antar. Max is the heir to the throne. Michael is the middle child with Isabel being the youngest.
Prince Max – Soon to find out that he is betrothed to Lady Maria but isn’t in love with her. He has his eyes set on Elizabeth, the daughter of a rich merchant.
Prince Michael – Has been having a secret affair with Lady Maria (although not very explicit, it’s more like courting just in secret). Planning to ask for her hand in marriage.
Princess Isabel – Betrothed to the Duke of Pembroke (Alexander/Alex)
Lady Maria and Lord Kyle are the son and daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Mornington (Jim and Amy).
Lady Maria – Soon to find out she is betrothed to Prince Max but is madly in love with his brother, Prince Michael.
Lord Kyle – Married to Lady Teresa who is the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Lutyens
Lady Teresa – Well, duh married to Lord Kyle
Elizabeth Montgomery – Daughter of a rich merchant, James Montgomery whose wife died a couple of years ago. Fallen for Prince Max during a ball her father was invited to.
Maria is the youngest(just 18 recently), Liz is 11mths older(19), Tess a year(19), Isabel 13mths older(19), Alex 3yrs older(21), Kyle 4yrs older(22), Michael 4yrs and 2mths(22) and Max the oldest at 25.
I don’t really know what else to say about my characters so please lots of feedback!
“Jim,” King Philip said turning to his old friend. “I think tonight is the night.”
“For what?” Jim asked confusion crossing his face.
“To tell my son and your daughter that they are to be married.”
“I agree. When shall we tell them?”
“I’ve arranged for us to have dinner together.”
“Whose us, my friend?”
“Us is your darling wife, Maria, Kyle and his wife, my three children, my wife and the Duke of Pembroke. What do you think?”
“Whatever you think best,” the Duke said with a mock bow.
“Yes. Well I shall see you at 7.30pm. Be on time,” the king said with a pointed glare but with a twinkle in eye.
“Am I not always?” the Duke said with a shock and his hand coming to his chest.
King Philip laughed and said, “Jim I have known you forever and not once have I known you to be on time!”
“I’ll be there! Until then. Adieu.”
And the Duke departed the room leaving his friend to talk with the head of the council.
“The Duke and Duchess of Mornington,” a voice said from the doorway as a couple came into the room.
“Ah, Jim you have arrived on time as usual!” King Philip teased and turned to his wife. “May I escort you to the dining room my dear.” The Queen placed her arm through his and smiled at him and the couple led the way out of the drawing room to the dining room. The Duke and Duchess of Mornington and then the Duke of Pembroke with his fiancee Princess Isabel quickly followed them. Prince Max followed his sister a bored look upon his face. Lord Kyle guided his wife out leaving if the members of the recently vacated room had looked more closely a couple very much in love.
“Lady Maria, will you do me the honour of allowing me to escort you to the dining room.”
“Oh Mickey,” Maria said and elegantly stood to place her arm with Michael’s. As they walked slowly Maria took a deep breath and said, “Michael, when are we going to tell our family?”
“I don’t know Ria. I thought about doing it tonight but decided against it as it seems dad as an important announcement to make and I thought maybe it was best if we told our parents in private first.”
Maria pondered this and before they entered the room she said, “Whatever you think best Mickey.”
Michael led Maria to her chair and pulled it out before sitting on her right hand side. King Philip had arranged the table so that his son sat opposite Maria in the hope that, well he didn’t know quite what he hoped for but he hoped it would be good.
As the party was finishing their desert King Philip stood to make an announcement and everyone ceased talking. “Years ago myself and the Duke of Mornington came to an agreement. We wanted our families to merge. We didn’t want this merge though to affect the way our children grew up knowing who it was they were to be married to. But today we decided it was time to announce the engagement. Lady Maria and Prince Maxwell are to be wed.”
The shock around the faces of the room, except for the parents of the two, was evident. Maria gasped and turned to her parents and whispered, “No!”
“Maria, hold your tongue,” Jim snapped. “This is a wonderful decision that has been made that will benefit you. You will become royalty. Accept it. You and Max are close so it’s not like you are marrying someone you don’t get on with.”
“But I don’t love him!” Maria said tears forming in her eyes. She looked at Michael and though his face showed no emotion his eyes were full of turmoil and she saw that he was upset as her. She looked at her mother and said, “Mama?” Her mother looked away and shrugged her shoulders and said, “I would have thought you would have been happy at this arrangement.
“M-M-Max, I’m sorry but, but I do not l-l-love you.” Max was too much in shock at the news of the engagement to respond other than shake his head. He stood up and walked out of the room.
Maria looked at first her parents, then the King and Queen and the vacated seat of Max and then at Michael and tears ran down her face and she ran from the room. From what had started out as a happy day for Lady Maria had quickly turned into the worst day of her life. Her life was in ruins. Her hopes and dreams for the future had been teared down with one announcement.
Michael sat in shock after he heard his father announce that the woman he loved was to marry his brother. He could faintly hear Maria protesting and then felt the brush of her arms as she ran from the room. Michael stood up and muttered, “I’ll go talk to her,” and swiftly walked out of the room to comfort his lover.
“Well,” King Philip said. “That didn’t go well. But the nation wants this marriage. There’ll be nothing we can do.”
“They’ll soon learn to live with it,” Jim reassured his friend.
“I hope so. I hope so.”
The sun was sinking over the horizon the last rays of sunshine dancing across the garden reflecting on the water from the fountains and ponds. A girl came running across the freshly cut lawns and run into the maze her sobs to be heard. Maria entered the maze turning right and collapsing on the ground in a fit of tears. She heard a voice calling her name and felt arms circle her waist pulling her closely to them.
“Mikey,” Maria sobbed. “What are we going to do?”
“I don’t know Maria. I don’t know.”
Maria turned in his arms curling into his chest. She looked up and could see his deep brown eyes threatening to cry as well.
“I love you so much Mikey,” Maria said tightening her arms around his back not wanting to ever let go.
Michael bent down capturing Maria’s lips in his own. The kiss soon turned passionate and their tongues were fighting for dominance. Michael found her familiar pulse point and licked and nipped at it murmuring words of endearment. Maria pulled his mouth back to hers and sucked his lower lip between hers whilst Michael’s hands fumbled with her gown and was pulled down revealing her breasts. Michael passed the tips of his fingers down her bare back, feeling her startled little shivers and then the sudden hard points to her breasts. Michael pushed his face lower in a blind, compulsive touch-search of one cold, cushioned surface, his lips parted, pressing down over taut ruched flesh. Maria moaned as his tongue lingered for a dazed moment, then his hands clutched in agonized pleasure upon her back and sucked, nipped, kissed and then the cycle would start over again with the delighted moans coming from Maria.
“Mickey,” Maria moaned. “We can’t do this here. Someone might see us.”
Michael sighed and kissed the fleshy part of her breast before pulling the gown back up. “I don’t think I’d be able to watch my brother marry you. It would break my heart. Ria I don’t think we’ll be able to get our fathers to change their minds. And even if they do you know that the king isn’t able to break the rules that have been set on Antar since the beginning of time. The council will never allow it. Especially as I’m meant to join with Princess Courtney of Cotar. There’ll be annoyed if someone doesn’t marry her out of the king’s children.”
“Couldn’t we just make her marry Max?” Maria said hope in her voice.
“The council would never allow it! They wouldn’t want Cotar to have influence on how Antar is run. You know what Max is like. He would do anything to keep the peace.”
“I can’t stand up at the altar and make those vows when I don’t believe them and have no intention of keeping them. I hate our status. Sometimes I wish we could just live simple little lives.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know. Be one of the Antarians. Live a normal live. Make our own decisions. Who we love, what we wear, what we eat and drink and to earn a living. Can you imagine it Mickey? And a small home with a white picket fence and just all very simple. And our children running in the garden enjoying life. Not having to worry how they behave. Not having to worry what people will think if they run around screaming. Mickey that’s what I would wish for.”
“Me too Ria,” Michael said and replace a kiss on her forehead. “We better go back in.”
“But what are we going to do?”
“I think that we should go in and I shall be requesting a meeting with my father and your father tomorrow morning as I do believe you and your mother and father our staying the night with us. Then I shall tell them that I want to marry you. If they disagree then you and I will decide what we are going to do.”
“Okay,” Maria said and smiled. “I think it’s better if we go in separately. Tell mama and papa that I decided to depart to bed early.”
“Alright my love. Sweet dreams”
“I will, cos you’ll be there!” Maria said and winked running into the palace leaving Michael smirking.
“Well, son, what was it you wanted to talk about?”
“Maria and myself,” Michael said deciding there was no point in avoiding the subject but to go right in.
“There is no Maria and you, end of discussion,” his father said his temper starting to rise.
“Michael,” Jim said softly. “Do you want to stop Maria from something you know she would be good at. You know that the Antarians are starting to tire of the royals. They love Maria. She is kind, compassionate and full of love. She would restore the Antarians faith in the Royal Family. To ask to marry her would be selfish.” His voice had risen by the end and anger was creeping into his voice.
Suddenly the doors slammed open and an angry looking blonde stormed into the room. “Papa,” she said with a low voice, her anger and frustration very clear. “Do not talk to Michael like that. I can do that all by being a princess. I love Michael, I don’t love Max. If I was made to marry Max I would be filled with anger and resentment. What sort of Queen would I be with those feelings!?! I refuse to marry Max!” and with that she stormed out of the room her red gown flinging behind her.
Michael looked at the two men whose anger were clear to say and raised his eyebrow. “Well?”
His father turned his flashing eyes on his son and said in a low, angry voice, “Stay away from Maria Michael. You already have someone to marry. Get over her. If she thinks you don’t love her anymore then she’ll soon get over the heartbreak and move on and be able to restore faith in the royal family.” Michael opened his mouth to argue but his father beat him to it and said, “I’m saying this as the king Michael. It’s not up for discussion.”
With a last glare at his father Michael left the room heading for the maze in the gardens.
Maria saw the spiky hair of her lover coming across the lawn and him running to meet her at the entrance to the maze. They hurried around the corner and Michael grabbed her lifting her up and pulling her gown up so her legs could wrap around his waist as their lips joined together savagely each fighting for dominance. When the need for air became an issue they broke apart gasping.
“Mickey, I love you so much,” Maria gasped.
“I love you too Ria. They didn’t agree so I have a plan. I think . . .” Michael gasped but was cut off by a gasping Maria.
“I saw. You gave me a flash,” she said running her hand across his cheek.
“Meet me at 1am outside of your castle tonight.”
And with a last kiss they parted each away to prepare for their journey.