|Of Noble Stature
Author: Youcouldcallmescaryifyoudared PM
The Cardinal and the Duke have allied together, and Milady is alive! They are all planning an attack on the King, and want to put an end to the Three Musketeers, once and for all. Constance and D'artagnan are the saviors in this story.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Romance - Constance & D'Artagnan - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,886 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 06-04-12 - Published: 04-30-12 - id: 8074910
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The Three Musketeers is by far, my FAVORITE movie. It ROCKS! D'artagnan and Constance are my two favorite characters.
Did anybody bother to tell D'artagnan that I need to sleep in the morning and not be awakened at 5 o'clock? I suppose not, since he woke me up at 5 o'clock in the morning today.
Although I love him, really, it does bother me. Although, maybe just seeing those eyes and that hair is what I need… What am I thinking? Just being around him or thinking about him has made me girlish.
It is ever so annoying. Almost as annoying as he is, waking me up at 5 o'clock in the morning! I tell you, he is as cocky as he says he is, except it stretches past Tuesdays and around women. He is cocky always. Oh well.
Anyway…he woke me up at 5 o'clock in the morning to tell me something important and, as he is a musketeer and what happened last time and how the Duke is alive and the Cardinal is still about, it was scary.
"Milady is still alive, and the Cardinal's spies are taking care of her." Was his statement. It took me a minute to figure out what he was saying.
Even then, I didn't quite grasp the fact that she was still alive. I simply rolled over so I wasn't facing the door and closed my eyes again.
I think D'artagnan sensed that I wasn't quite awake, so he quietly sat down on my bed and kissed my cheek. I loved the feeling it gave me, but I didn't reply.
After all, this was the same man who woke me up at 5 o'clock in the morning! He realized that I might not move from the bed for another hour or so if he didn't do something, so he went for the classic way. Threatening me in an evil manner.
"If you don't wake up, I'll tickle you for an hour or so." He warned me. Alarmed, I gulped. The situation so far was not good. Not good at all.
"Okay then. I suppose I'll have to do this the hard way." D'artagnan said in a teasing way. I sat up quickly. "Fine. But this had better be good."
He smiled that charming smile of his that he only showed to me and laughed. "See? What did I tell you? Beautiful and smart."
I rolled my eyes, and I will say that I most definitely did not blush in a girlish manner. Not bothering to talk, I got up, stretched, and went into my adjacent bathroom.
I brushed my teeth and rinsed. Because I decided that I was going to try to listen to what D'artagnan was trying to say, I also took a bath.
After changing into a periwinkle colored dress, I combed my hair and braided it like my mother had once showed me. I stepped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom to find D'artagnan still sitting on my bed.
When he saw me, his jaw almost hit the ground. "What?" I asked him. "You're…you're beautiful." He replied.
I stood, flabbergasted for a moment, and, although I'd never tell him, but happy that he thought of me like that and wasn't just joking. Then I retaliated. "Always sounding surprised." I said.
He sighed and muttered something that sounded oddly like the word "women". "Well let's get going then." He said.
"Wait, what did you say earlier? About Milady, that is?" I asked him. He replied, no longer looking happy-go-lucky, but now looking worried. "Milady is still alive, and the Cardinal's spies are taking care of her."
I was awake this time, and grasped the terrible part of the situation. "But if she is alive, and so are many of the Cardinal's spies, then what happens now?" I questioned.
"That, my dear, is what we are going to discus. We, of course, being Athos, Porthos, Aramis, The Queen, and, of course, my beloved." He said.
"And who may your beloved be?" I questioned. "Why, go look in your mirror. She resembles you." D'artagnan replied, a smile playing on his lips.
"Now let's go! They all must be waiting." He said impatiently.
I didn't reply, for I was rushing as well. "Come on!" I told D'artagnan. He smiled. "That is more like it." He said. Then, taking hold of my hand, we ran down the stairs together.
When we reached the bottom of the stairs, we continued into the Royal bedroom, where the others stood, waiting for us. They stared at us for a moment, not daring to speak.
Athos broke the silence. "Now that you've finally decided to get here, let's talk about the problem."
Porthos and Aramis nodded in approval. Her Majesty gave a small, regal nod as well, signaling for Athos to go on.
"As you all know, Milady is alive." He stated, quite obviously. I couldn't help but notice that he seemed a tiny bit glad that she had not fallen into the vast ocean.
D'artagnan seemed to notice as well. He sent a small smile in my direction.
"She is being taken care of by the Cardinal's guards, and has allied the Cardinal with the Duke." Athos continued, oblivious to the silent conversation D'artagnan and I were having while he was talking.
"As it is, those two men have huge armies each, and with the two of them together, they have one army which, together, controls the skies and the seas."
Her Majesty gasped, noticing the fact that her husband, the King, was in terrible danger.
"Also, we have enough information to believe that they are planning a mass attack on our King, and, pardon me, your Majesty, but the King isn't quite prepared for a war." Athos stated, ending his part of the talk.
D'artagnan stood up, and, doing so, took all the attention in the room. "Milady knows each of our approaches of attack, and I have no doubts that she told the Duke and the Cardinal. We must each try a new way to take their forces by surprise."
Suddenly, a guard burst in.
"The Duke has arrived, and he has hundreds of armed men!" He yelled.
D'artagnan unsheathed his sword. "This talk will be continued." He said calmly, and ran out the door.