A/N My first story! Yay.
Summary: Lady Lilee Marguerite Isabelle Èvans is an aristocrat residing in 17 century France, during the time of the revolution. All she's ever known is over and her life is now a whirlwind of passion involving a handsome general, a a prison cell, the throne of France, and the power of men. Would you give up everything for The Last Great Dance on Earth?
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Lady Lilee Marguerite Isabelle Èvans snapped open a fan and rolled her eyes, showing her boredom with the subject of conversation at Georgette De Moulins salon.
"For the love of god mes amis! Must we talk about something as boring as the revolution?"
"I don't know about boring Mon Lys." Juliette Aimee De Laurier said, while playing with a stitch of embroidery upon her beautiful gown. "Queen Marie Antoinette certainly thinks it a topic for discussion."
"Of course she does! Do not mistake me for a bumpkin ladies, for I know exactly what this means for her majesty. If things get any worse, King Louis, the Queen, and all the royal children are headed for the guillotine."
A particularly stupid girl placed a hand against her heart and squeaked. "Even the children!?"
"Of course" Thérèse, Lily's best friend, ran a hand over her dress to smooth out a non-existent wrinkle. " If we were to waste our time executing the King and Queen, we wouldn't want any little kings and queens growing up and having a right to any throne in the near future.
"Please." Lily said. "Why on earth would we abolish this throne, only to replace it with another?"
"Power, money. The usual things that motivate men." Thérèse said wisely.
"They say they will execute many." Juliette Aimee said. "Not only the King and Queen but many aristocrats. People like us."
An uncomfortable silence overtook the table, which caused Georgette De Moulin to bounce over. "Why are we not having a good time?" she said in a high pitched voice.
"We are!" Lily said quickly, glaring at the others at the table into repeating what a wonderful party this was. Lily squeezed Thérèse's hand under the table. It was best not to frighten anybody needlessly.
***
"Maman!" Lily called when she came home. "Maman I need to speak with you!"
Nanette Jessamine Èvans walked regally into the room, and sat down in an armed chair.
"Mon Lys are you alright? Why are you shaking so?"
Lily swallowed indelicately and fingered a stitch on her ladies shawl. "Maman... at Georgette De Moulin's salon today, I heard some...rumours."
"About whom?"
"The revolution."
Nanette was visibly surprised. "How on earth would young ladies know about that?"
"I knew already Maman, about their majesty's and the royal children... but not to the extent that Thérèse and Juliette do." Lily twirled a swirl of hair that had escaped its place in her hairstyle.
"What exactly do you want to know Mon Cher?"
"Are we going to be arrested?"
"Mon Cher... it is a difficult thing to say. At this point, many aristocrats have already been arrested. The king and queen are most definitely going to be executed."
"Will we be arrested?" Lily asked again, looking afraid of the answer.
"We might be."
Nanette came and wrapped her arms around Lily. "I know its hard Mon Lys. This is the truth."
"Maman what should I do?"
"Act normal. Some of your friends will be arrested, you might be arrested, no one knows for certain yet. You MUST NOT look suspicious. Dry your eyes Mon Cher, it is only a possibility."
Summary: Lady Lilee Marguerite Isabelle Èvans is an aristocrat residing in 17 century France, during the time of the revolution. All she's ever known is over and her life is now a whirlwind of passion involving a handsome general, a a prison cell, the throne of France, and the power of men. Would you give up everything for The Last Great Dance on Earth?
***
Lady Lilee Marguerite Isabelle Èvans snapped open a fan and rolled her eyes, showing her boredom with the subject of conversation at Georgette De Moulins salon.
"For the love of god mes amis! Must we talk about something as boring as the revolution?"
"I don't know about boring Mon Lys." Juliette Aimee De Laurier said, while playing with a stitch of embroidery upon her beautiful gown. "Queen Marie Antoinette certainly thinks it a topic for discussion."
"Of course she does! Do not mistake me for a bumpkin ladies, for I know exactly what this means for her majesty. If things get any worse, King Louis, the Queen, and all the royal children are headed for the guillotine."
A particularly stupid girl placed a hand against her heart and squeaked. "Even the children!?"
"Of course" Thérèse, Lily's best friend, ran a hand over her dress to smooth out a non-existent wrinkle. " If we were to waste our time executing the King and Queen, we wouldn't want any little kings and queens growing up and having a right to any throne in the near future.
"Please." Lily said. "Why on earth would we abolish this throne, only to replace it with another?"
"Power, money. The usual things that motivate men." Thérèse said wisely.
"They say they will execute many." Juliette Aimee said. "Not only the King and Queen but many aristocrats. People like us."
An uncomfortable silence overtook the table, which caused Georgette De Moulin to bounce over. "Why are we not having a good time?" she said in a high pitched voice.
"We are!" Lily said quickly, glaring at the others at the table into repeating what a wonderful party this was. Lily squeezed Thérèse's hand under the table. It was best not to frighten anybody needlessly.
***
"Maman!" Lily called when she came home. "Maman I need to speak with you!"
Nanette Jessamine Èvans walked regally into the room, and sat down in an armed chair.
"Mon Lys are you alright? Why are you shaking so?"
Lily swallowed indelicately and fingered a stitch on her ladies shawl. "Maman... at Georgette De Moulin's salon today, I heard some...rumours."
"About whom?"
"The revolution."
Nanette was visibly surprised. "How on earth would young ladies know about that?"
"I knew already Maman, about their majesty's and the royal children... but not to the extent that Thérèse and Juliette do." Lily twirled a swirl of hair that had escaped its place in her hairstyle.
"What exactly do you want to know Mon Cher?"
"Are we going to be arrested?"
"Mon Cher... it is a difficult thing to say. At this point, many aristocrats have already been arrested. The king and queen are most definitely going to be executed."
"Will we be arrested?" Lily asked again, looking afraid of the answer.
"We might be."
Nanette came and wrapped her arms around Lily. "I know its hard Mon Lys. This is the truth."
"Maman what should I do?"
"Act normal. Some of your friends will be arrested, you might be arrested, no one knows for certain yet. You MUST NOT look suspicious. Dry your eyes Mon Cher, it is only a possibility."