North America / Kingdom of Yorkania (Crownlands of Manhattan): November 1st, 1517.
*CLANK*
"No." Said a woman calmly. Slamming a tea cup against a plate in her lap hardly. It being a very beautiful and tall voluptuous pear toned body shaped woman with a deep, rich dark brown skin tone, green hazel like eyes, curly styled white hair with a big crown on it, and a diamond shaped face with a luxerious attire to match it.
The grand hall was silent.
"Y…your majesty, you need to just listen. It's only for your own benefit." Said a chocolate skinned old man in a luxerious like attire with a lot of sweat trailing down his face from his forehead.
(Morgan Le Fay de' Queen's POV)
"God help me already" I thought while raising my right hand up. The grand hall Immediately going silent.
"You mean it's for the benefit of this kingdom, I would rather dine with piss and shit for dinner then marry my young sister to a enpire that will collapse a century later." I said calmly and uncaringly as I threw the plate of tea over my shoulder. A ridiculously dressed woman falling to the floor to catch it.
*THUMP*
The old man adjusted his throat loudly and said with a serious look on his face as he straightened his back "Your majesty the safavid empire is…"
"Going to start collapsing a century later." I said calmly with a resting bitch face. My chin resting in the palm of my left hand as my right crossed leg dangled up and down over my left one.
"Dumbass chancellor" I thought while clicking my teeth softly under my breath as my mind started to drift back to how this all begin in the first place.
(Flashback: 2 years ago)
"Ms johnson if I may speak. what do you mean king henri the 8th had more than one wife." Asked a very handsome asian man with his right hand raised and a confused look on his face as he stared af the projected screen on the wall with historical facts on it.
*TAK* *TAK*
I smacked the pointer stick against the wall and said with a chuckle "Good question. Henry vIII had six wives primarily due to his desperate, obsessive pursuit of a legitimate male heir to secure the tudor dynasty and prevent civil war. After his first wife, catherine of aragon, failed to produce a surviving son, henry broke with the vatholic church to annul his marriages, leading to a succession of wives in his search for a son and, later, marital happiness or political alliance. Which as you are all aware eventually led to to the tudor era ending with queen elizabeth I."
The students had a surprised look on their face.
Suddenly a emo looking female student raised her left hand and asked stutteringly while occasionally averting her eyes away from mines "W…was he…g…good looking"
The classroom erupted into laughter.
"BAHAHAHA. WHAT TYPE OF QUESTION IS THAT YOU DORK." Said a female student loudly as she smacked her gum and twirled her blonde hair around her finger.
"Kids these days" I thought with a sigh as I slammed my right hand on stand.
*BAM*
The classroom went silent Immediately with a few occasional chuckles. The emo female student head was bowed.
I stared at the blonde female student silently for a moment and said calmly "I will not tolerate bullying inside my classroom jessica. Is that clear."
"But it was such a dumb question ms Jo…" said jessica chuckle as she laughed with a few male students. Only to be cut off.
"I don't indulge it jessica. I don't hang around it and I certainly do jot entertain the idea of it and if you continue with that mindset in my classroom from now on, I will fail you and label it as uncooperative and unwilling to learn how this society came to be what it is today." I said calmly with squinted eyes that made the classroom silent yet oppressive to the very extent.
Jessica trembled slightly and said with gritted teeth "Fuck this society. I hate it, why can't it change."
"You have the power to do so if you just set your mine to it, by learning history you can change it and not follow the example of your forefather rulers that hey lose touch with reality, mismanage money, fail to control military, Ignore public legitimacy, can't adapt and let succession become chaos and by learning from this you can become a female president if you set your mind to it jessica." I said with with a genuine closed eyed smiled on my face.
The classroom was silent. Jessica had a wide eyes and a gape mouth.
*Shh*
"CODE RED. I REPEAT, CODE RED." Said the Intercom from out of nowhere.
"Huh" I thought with a caught off guard look on my face while Immediately running to the door and turning the lights off and signalsd for the the students to quiet down and head to the back of the classroom.
The students followed the instructions with nervous looks on their faces.
"I k…knew you would say that." Said jessica stutteringly with gritted teeth from behind me.
I jumped slightly while looking at her behind my self and said with my eyes darting down to a knife in her hands "What."
*SHSK*
*SPLAT*
Blood splurted from my mouth and neck and onto my hands as I watched it and asked hoarsely and stuttering "GAK…w…why."
"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS PESTER ME TO DO BETTER AND ACT AS IF YOUR MY MOTHER. I HATE YOU, YOU BITCH." Said jessica screaming loudlyas she ran towards while pouncing at me with the knife in her right hand.
"MS JOHNSON." Said some of thr students screaming loudly and madly at the top of their lungs as they rushed over with a muscular male student tackling jessica Immediately and disarming her.
I fell. My eyes becoming lifeless and my vision blurry.
*Boom*
"GET OFF ME YOU BRUTE. THIS SCHOOL WILL BURN WITH ME. YOU HEAR ME MS JOHNSON. THIS SCHOOL WILL BURN WITH YOU." Said jessica screaming at the top of her lungs madly as two male students forcefully held her down.
"Is this thee end" I thought as my vision started to fade. My heart started to thump slower and slower.
I watched as the blurry students tried to save me but to no avail.
I couldn't feel. I couldn't hear. I couldn't see.
My vision was gone and my heart.
It stopped.
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North America / Grand Duchy of Queens (Crownland of Queen): February 20th, 1515.
"M…." Said a faded voice.
"Mo." Said a faded voice becoming clearer.
"Mor." Said a faded woman's voice becoming even clearer.
"MORGAN LE FAY DE' QUEEN. ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME." Asked a woman's voice loudly, it sounding like a blend of english and french.
My eyes shot open Immediately.
I rubbed my forehead and looked around and seen a luxerious 16th century renaissance like room. The only difference being Is that it looks a little to advance and like a looks retro-modern, aristocratic capitalistic renaissance like room.
My eyebrows creased eyebrows and thought "Where the hell am I."
"Good. As I was saying, you shall marry king james xvI of yorkania. It is time we establish ties again with house manhattan." Said a very deep voice of a man from out of nowhere with an accent that sounded like a blend of english and french.
I looked away from the roof and right in front of me at a very beautiful, voluptuous shaped hourglass chocolate skinned 5'9 in height woman with hazel like eyes. Styled jet black curly hair and a a oval, heart shaped face in a luxerious gown attire.
"There f…GAWCK." I said calmly. Only for a jolt to of pain and memories to flash through my mind of a 15 year old girl named morgan le fay de' queen. The eldest daughter of the grand duchy of queens in a kingdom called yorkania in 1515 and if I am correct. It is supposed to be new york.
I was silent.
"Morgan." Said a deep man's english, french accented voice from out of nowhere. It being a 6'11, handsome chocolate skin man with a diamond shaped bearded face, dark brown eyes, long braided back white hair with gold ornaments on it and a ripped muscular body that couldn't be hidden underneath his luxerious attire.
The room wa silent. The man's eyebrows creased.
I stared at the man who was next to the very beautiful woman for a moment. Who is now discovered to be my mother and father that according to my strange memories, names are uther de' queen and gwenhwyfach de' brooklyn.The grand duke and duchess of queens.
"Marry who." I asked with a confused look on my face.
Uther sighed while looking out of the huge window with his hands behind his back and said calmly "I said you will marry the king of yorkania, king james xvi of yorkania. It will reestablish our ties with house manhattan. Do you understand."
"What the fuck. I feel like I'm going to throw up…ugh oh god" I thought with a disgusted look appearing on my face as a Image of a egg built old white, overweight man with a three double chinned round shaped face, dark brown eyes, long grey powered curly wig hair and a 5'6 overweight round. Egg built piggy out of shaped body that looked bigger than it actually was. Flashing through my mind from the memories of the previous morgan.
Suddenly a hand rubbed my back.
I looked to my right and seen a very beautiful girl who looked to be 13 years old with a deep, rich dark brown skin tone, very long and big voluminous jet black abundant coils, framing her face like a living crown. A very voluptuous 5'7 hourglass figure and hazel like eyes.
"You don't have to worry about me morgan. I will be ok as a spinster." Said the girl with a sad look on her beautiful face as she sniffled continuously. It being the youngest of house queens 5 children. Blanchefleur de' queen.
I looked down at my hands and opened and closed them while thinking with wide eyes "I died and transmigrated. I didn't accept it at first but did I really die"
"Morgan. Your father is speaking to you. You best answer at once young lady." Said gwen's stern voice from out of nowhere. The look in her eyes being scary.
I stood up Immediately and curtsied with the luxerious gown I have own and asked calmly with a confused look in my face "As you wish father but why am I marrying that pig king."
The room weas silent. The atmosphere heavy.
"GYAHAHAHA…NICE ONE BABY GIRL." Said a deep, raspy old man's voice laughing loudly from out o of nowhere.
I jumped slightly and looked to my right and seen a very wrinkly old man with a diamond shaped bearded face, dark brown eyes, a crown shaped silver balding hair, and 7'0 in height with a visibly deep, dark brown skin tone and a slim muscular body underneath his luxerious attire. It being my new great uncle. Bagdemagus de' queen or better known in my new memories as the royal uncle.
Bagdemagus wheezed for a moment and finally calmed down and said with a wave of his right hand. A luxerious cane in his left one "Heh…Hehehe…GEHEHEHE. Hoo…oh my heart…GYAHAHAHHA."
The room was silent.
"AHEM…uncle." Said uther adjusting his throat very loudly. In my opinion it sounded like he had something stuck in it. It likely being something white and slim…let me just stop right here and censor it.
Bagdemagus finally calming with inhales and exhales. Waved his right hand at uther and said uncaringly "Go fuck a horse you dumb fuck. You only became grand duke because your father had fertility issues, you were just lucky to be born and the only son."
"Damn he roasted your was good." I said with a thumbs up to my new great uncle.
Gwen glared.
I smiled with closed eyes. My thumbs up still up.
Uther had a extremely ugly look on his face as he stared out the window. His voice calm "As I was saying earlier morgan. You will marry king james xvI me and the house of lords have come to this agreement."
"I see. But what for, I know this Isn't just for you to connect houses father. If I'm being extremely honest. It's bullcrap." I said calmly while sitting back down on the sofa. Crossing my legs with a sigh. Already knowing that I most likely don't have a system or cheat like in those animes, mangas, manhwa's and fanfic's.
"Otherwise it would have appeared by now" I thought while rolling my eyes. Unfortunately it being directed at gwen who's face was very ugly and angry.
Uther sighed and said "it isn't a women's place to kn…"
"He wants you to marry king james of house manhattan so he can get access to europe's mainland trade routes. Despite your mother being of house brooklyn which is the most geopolitical closest to europe. It is still a duchy under the crown of house manhattan." Said bagdemagus calmly with a unbothered sigh as he poured himself a cup of tea from the tea pot.
The room was silent. The atmosphere ever so heavy as uther glared at bagdemagus with a scary look in his eyes.
"So I got no choice but to marry that pig king. Just like I didn't choose to die and get yanked into a alternate multicultural retro-modern, aristocratic capitalistic renaissance, new york kingdom in 1515 with arthurian, english and french vibes" I thought with a sigh as I rubbed my forehead.
"Fine. I'll marry mr krabs." I said calmly while stroking my smooth chin with my right hand. Really wondering what my supposed new husband is actually like instead of just his outer appearance from the memories of the previous morgan.
"Well said my dear." Said gwen with a relieved smile appearing on her face.
Uther looked back at me and nodded with an approving look on his face.
Blanchefleur had a worried and nervous look on her face.
Bagdemagus snorted and said with a scoff "Good thing is that you can wait until he dies to seize the throne. He's 64 years old while your still young so theirs the good news for you morgan."
"That's a good idea" I thought while nodding my head and starting to Imagining what my life will be like as queen.
(Present: North America / Kingdom of Yorkania (Crownlands of Manhattan): November 1st, 1517)
"Boring as hell." I said underneath my breath as I watched as the ton scream back and forth at each other about who my youngest sister should marry.
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THE END…