Again I do not own Blue Bloods, but I wish I did.
Lisette
Lisette was taken out of her lessons early that day, at first Lisette was relieved, they had taken her out just as her Harpsichord Teacher was beginning her lesson, Lisette despised that infernal thing, it reminded her of when pleasant things died, and Monsieur B always hit her hands with his bamboo stick when she missed a note. But Lisette soon realised her mother wasn't being kind, as the servants helped Lisette into a heavy gown of dark blue silk, Lisette loved going out, but she was still recovering from the previous nights outing, and was not in a mood to be polite and charming.
She wondered what could be so important her mother couldn't be bothered to tell her about it, Lisette already felt irritable and the fussing of her dressers was not helping, as they attempted to suffocate her in that ugly pink corset was not helping. As soon as they had finished making Lisette presentable they shooed her out of her own room, Lisette made a note to be sure to be extra stubborn tomorrow, Lisette was not above petty revenge, in fact she thrived on it. Lisette was not used to going out at night, her parents preferred her to stay indoors during the dark hours, she was surprised for this was the second time in a mere two days that she got to see Paris lit up, she loved it, she looked at it longing from her window for fifteen years and now it seemed she was finally going to be apart of it.
It was still warm outside, it smelt of night, of excitement. Lisette was helped into a carriage, when she safely inside, the black stead took off in a thunder of hoofs. The sudden jolt of speed always thrilled Lisette, she loved speed. The carriage steamed through the city, Lisette tried quickly to catch a glimpse of the glorious city before it was swallowed in the night. They soon arrived at one of Lisette's parents friends home, whose name she had forgotten at the moment. She simply remembered her parents seemed to be a little afraid of them.
The carriage door opened, and Lisette was helped out on to the uneven cobblestone. The house was beautiful majestic building, built of ancient grey stone, it held an air of importance. Lisette gathered her skirts, fearing they may be too long, her chaperone escorted her to the door like he always did. Inside was a bright atmosphere, but had a sense of dignity not to be disturbed by anyone, there would be no dancing tonight, Lisette thought.
Lisette felt a little nervous, unsure why she was here, unsure what she should do. But of course Lisette would never show such an emotion as confusion, it was above her. So Lisette, being Lisette, held her head high, and pretending to know exactly what she was doing. But Lisette breathed a deep sigh of relief when she noticed many people she knew there. Jeanette was the first to take notice of her, no matter what annoyed her about the girl, Jeanette was honest and always made Lisette feel welcome, which is so much more than she could say about most people Lisette knew.
"Oh Lisette" Jeanette said, immediately taking the side of Lisette "I am glad you're here" "Do you know what is going on?" Lisette asked, if anyone knew it was Jeanette. "No, I haven't a clue, my mother just told me it was important I shouldn't be late" that was unsettling, if Jeanette did not know what this was all about it really was important. "Oh well I am sure we will find out soon" Jeanette nodded "of course". "So I saw you last night at the Charmont's last night, you barely spoke to me, what held your attention?" Jeanette smiled sweetly at Lisette, Lisette had to hand it to her, Jeanette was certainly observant, a fact that annoyed or impressed Lisette, it depended on the day.
Lisette could feel herself blushing, Lisette was not allowed to blush. Lisette heard Jeanette laugh "It was nothing really" but even Lisette knew she was lying, a terrible one at that. "Whatever you say dear" but Lisette had no time to think of a response, before she was interrupted by a loud clear voice. "I need silence please" it was a voice Lisette was vaguely familiar with, a voice that belonged to the woman who always gave the little toasts at the Garden Parties her mother and Lisette attending, a woman who spent her days gossiping and making sure no one got ahead of her.
Her name was Emeline De Colville, and Lisette was actually afraid of her. A woman who had been married twice, to two very powerful men, and she had controlled both of them, she was around 37 and still coldly beautiful, with dark locks framing her sharp bird like face. "Thank you very much" she said as the room went quiet "Now if you do not mind, you will all follow me" Emeline did not wait for an answer, for Emeline did not need an answer, for she did ask a question, she gave an order.
And as usual Emeline was right, for everyone followed her in absolute silence. Lisette counted about fifty people about her age, in fact they weren't about her age, Lisette noticed they were all exactly her age. Lisette found that a little odd but did not dwell on this fact. They were ushered into a large room, Lisette knew it was the sitting room, because of the large bay windows and expensive pieces of furniture. They were asked to sit, Jeanette and Lisette immediately sat down next to each other. Emeline was then joined by another woman, who was also tall and graceful, she was far older than Emeline though, her hair was a silvery grey, her skin was lined, but she was still beautiful. She spoke in a loud clear voice "Now you all may have started to notice some changes in yourselves"
Christian
He managed to make himself attend welcoming of the new batch at the Allard's that evening. His father was even angrier than usual when Christian stumbled quietly in their home in the early hours of the morning. His face twitched unsettling, and at that moment Christian knew fear. "What were you doing" there was enough ice in his voice to freeze the Seine. "Was it whoring or drinking" he moved closer to his son "Or something else to bring disgrace to this family?" "People talk Christian" he said, but the anger in his voice was gone, replaced with simple desperation "They all know what you do up in that village of sin" Christian had to bite down on his tongue to keep from retorting, they only reason they knew, was because they were there themselves, they were all just a bunch of self righteous hypocrites.
The Conseil held no sway over Christian and they knew it. "Clean yourself up" his father said "You are coming to the Allard's tonight" "Father?" "There is nothing you can say to get yourself out of this, you are coming if I had to drag you there myself" what was happening at the Allard's? The home of Lucille and Joseph Allard, two of the most powerful members of the Conseil, Joseph Allard was the Regis, Christian had had the 'honor' of meeting him only once, two years ago. "You will be respectful while you are in there home you understand" "Yes father" Christian answered "Good".
Tonight Christian would do what he was told, that brief encounter with his father was enough to strike fear into him. Even if it wasn't the kind of fear his father had hoped to put into his son. The way his father looked at his son, like he was a kind of evil thing, that needed to be tamed, was that really how his parents saw him, Not a disobedient son but some kind of Adversary? Even if Christian hated the life he was born into, he would pretend it wasn't so just for one night.
It was as boring as Christian thought it would be. A handful of people Christian barely knew, flaunting their wealth and power, forgetting just what they really were. Christian saw Axel Charmont, but unlike Christian, he had no intention of behaving himself. He already had set his eyes on Isabelle De Villeneuve, the daughter of one of the most influential men in Paris, a woman even Axel would never have a chance with. She looked a little confused as to who Axel was, but over all interested in what he was saying. Axel caught Christian's eye, he excused himself from Isabelle for a moment.
Axel and Christian had been friends for most of their lives, but more like partners in crime, because neither of them was ever up to anything good. "I must say I did not expect you to be appearing in this mess" "It makes the mother happy" Christian replied "Do you know what this is all about?" "Oh the new batch of monsters are being welcomed into the cult" Axel said "So why did they invite us?" "I think the Conseil likes having some of us seniors around to keep the younglings in line" Christian raised his eyebrow "Right, I'm sure that's the reason" Axel shrugged "If you give me a better reason, but for now I'm sticking with that one"
Suddenly the thick doors opened, and about fifty or so pale faced fifteen year olds wandered aimlessly into the front hall. Christian could relate easily, less than an hour ago they were a lot of naïve human children, now they had learned they were not even that, not even human. A few had tears in their eyes, a very small few had bright smiles on their faces, others looked utterly lost. T
hat was when he noticed her, he could see her face today, she was far younger than Christian had thought she was. Her light blonde curls framed her face perfectly, but she liked a little sick, certainly hardly the same lively woman he had met the previous night. He hadn't known that it was only know she was just learning who she was, what she was. Lisette finally looked over at him, she stopped, he swore he saw her nearly stumbled.
Axel looked over at Christian "You know that bright bundle of joy over there" Christian nodded before walking up to here. She looked a little nervous, like she did not know whether to flee or not. "Oh hello sir" she said softly, her eyes fluttering around the room, unsure whether or not they should stay focused. "Good evening Mademoiselle" he was unsure why they were being so formal, maybe she had forgotten him. "Lisette-" he began "Are you one also?" she sounded a little scared now "Yes" he answered she nodded "I know it is a little frightening right now but I promise-"
"Lisette" another voice said, a dark haired girl appeared by Lisette's side, her face had a green tone to it "Jeanette?" "If you wouldn't mind horribly" "I think I need to um" her eyes met Lisette's "Oh yes of course" Lisette said, helping the girl called Jeanette away. "It is completely revolting!" he heard the one called Jeanette exclaim, Christian just stood there, unsure what do to. That was until Lisette looked over her should and gave him a small smile.
My Apologises to anyone who is readed this story about the long wait. I just haven't been able to write anything I was happy with for awhile, and I'm not 100% satisfied with this either, but thought I'd post it anyways.