The calm breeze of the salty air kissed the rosy cheeks of the French King. At the moment Aubry stood onboard the bow of of his flagship vessel with a dignified pose as the sturdy carrack approached the shores of the Holy Land.
A Crusade had been declared, and France was not the only Catholic Kingdom to take up arms to reclaim the holy Land from the unholy alliance of the Eastern Church and its newfound Muslim allies. Aubry was merely the first among many who would soon arrive in the Holy Land in an attempt to enforce the Papacy's claim over the region.
The French King wore a pretty smile on his effeminate face as sniffed the salty air of the Mediterranean sea with his dainty nose. If one were ignorant of his gender, they might accidentally assume that he was, in fact, a woman. However, despite his feminine appearance, he was one hundred percent a man, or at the very least a male, so to speak. After all, there wasn't an ounce of manliness in the boy King's body.
