A/N: Hello! Welcome to my story, The Bad Queen's Lady! I have read the story myself and I didn't get the feeling of the story of my main character that wanted to "tell" so I have changed the story pretty much. I hope you will enjoy them! :D Happy reading!
Fall of 1793
I was thrown against my will. I cannot help myself but pondering that they discovered that I am loyal to the royalty. "Who hell are you?" hissed a man much stronger than my husband. In fear, I whispered, "Jo Bulote." The man just stared at me and blinked, "So, Jo. What is supposed short name for what?" Still filled with terror, I whispered, "Josèphe. That is my real name." He just shook his head and sighed. I refused to say any more. I can't betray the Queen that I served from the beginning. He began to talk again, "So, Jo. Are you loyal to the Capets?" I blink in confusion. The Capetian dynasty died out so long ago and the family is the Bourbons. Not surprising, the man lost his patience and slapped on my face, "You have to know this Capets, they are the deposed royal family." I played along, of course I know! It is that they used the wrong family name. "Let me ask you again. Are you LOYAL TO THE CAPETS?!" he shouted at me. I remained silent, leading the man to be even more furious ever. "Jo, if you don't cooperate with me. I will make your pretty head under the guillotine just like the bastard Louis Capet." I whimpered in terror. I had witnessed too much to my own liking, "No sir. I am just a citizen like everyone else." He sighed and ordered the guards to lock me up. I refused to do anything but move myself to my prison. It was my self-punishment for whimpering in terror, my husband will never forgive me for that.
"You behave. Nothing will happen to you." snarled the guard. I nodded and entered the cell and they locked behind me. I walked to the bared window and looked out. "Oh goodness. Miette, is that you? Please say you are!" I twirled around and looked, there was a woman around my age sitting in corner. I didn't recognize her but I snarled at her that she is not to call me Miette again until we got out the prison. "Hush, madam. Don't worry. I will never betray you and the family." I just stared at her. She just chuckled at me, "I don't think you remember me. I am Louise Mainten. I was a chambermaid." I shook my head, not remembering her. "Shame on you being here. You don't deserve to be here." "No. You're wrong, Louise. I do deserve to be here. I helped start the revolution, even the Queen hesitated saying that I am not to the blame but herself." Louise just ducked her head down, making me wonder what in the world is going on. After couple minutes of silence, I heard cheers and gunshots. Louise sighed and whispered, "That is the Queen. She's dead." At first, I didn't believe her but I decided to take chances and I looked out the window and yes, it was the Queen. I saw her bloody head. I made a quick prayer to the Queen and turned to weeping Louise. All the sudden, I felt fear and worrisome. My daughter, Nettie is with Madame Royale, awhile my other children, Philly, Nico, Belle, Harry, Ellie and Katherine are with my sister-in-law in England. I hoped they were happily living in safe place. Louise soon walked to me and gave me a hug. I responded her by giving her a squeeze and we just went to sleep, just be away all the troubles.
"Jo Bulote?" asked one of guard. I woke up, rubbing my eyes and responded. "Goodie. Master Grex wishes to speak with you." I sighed and rose to follow the guard throughout many passages until I arrived the room, which it was awfully nice to be a torture room. A man was looking out the window. He turned and smiled at me upon the guard introduced me. He waved of dismissal and asked me to be seated, which I accepted. "So. You are Jo Bulote? Interesting name." I just nodded, not saying anything. "You are too finely dressed rather for a commoner." Oh no, they must found out about my true identify, I just stayed still and faked a confused look. "I'm Raul Grex. I know you have served the royalty in somehow. If you confess, I will spare your life and you can return to your family." I gave out a loud sigh and demanded, "Alright. I will confess and you will search and release my daughter and husband if they are imprisoned." Raul nodded, "It's a deal." He sat down and called for coffee. When the coffee arrived, he offered some of them which I accepted without argument. I cleared my throat and began to speak, "My name isn't Jo Bulote. I'm Comtesse Mignonette de Sainte-Polxau. I was a ward of Madame du Barry. My parents died when I was very young and I didn't have any siblings to watch me over and here is my story.