“The one who truly lost the most by the death of Le Petit Roi was his grieving young wife. Her affection for Francis was deep and sincere. He had been her constant companion for more than a decade, and ever afterwards, though she was to be married twice more, she would always think fondly of Francis as the
onegreat love of herlifeandher one truehusband.”
- In My End Is My Beginning: A Life of Mary Queen of Scots by James A. Mackay
Mary and Francis died and literally met each other in the afterlife, like nothing changed. “I’ve been waiting for you.” Their love never died. It was just put on hold until Mary could go and join Francis. And I am an emotional mess. Like CW finally gave me my death endgame. Like they really did that and I am so grateful. SO emotional. Because it’s you, its always been you.