Chapter 18
Thérèse smiled as she left the tall grass. She always knew how Henry felt about Danielle and decided that she was going to get them together any way that she could. The last thing in the world that she wanted was a match between Adrienne and the Prince.
And, speaking of Adrienne, her mother was no better. Thérèse shook her head as she thought of the day her younger brother, Jacques, had shocked the family by marrying Isabel as quickly as he did. She always thought there was something suspicious going on there and made sure to count the days and months when Isabel had discovered her pregnancy. After a while, Thérèse learned to accept it because what was done was done and there was nothing that anyone could change. And so it went until his death a few months ago of consumption.
That was the time when Vivienne invited them out and they moved into the country house that their father left to him.
Adrienne had been a sweet and kind little child, how she had gotten this way was beyond Thérèse's comprehension. It just didn't make sense. All four of the children, her older sister and her two younger brothers, were raised in the same house by the same parents and everyone turned out fine, except little Adrienne who had been spoiled rotten and constantly attended to. She had pointed that out several times, but of course, he hadn't paid the least bit of attention. So she turned a blind eye and let her brother raise the girl his own way, as he should.
But the disappointment was to stay with her always.
She shook her head as she turned the corner and noticed the Marie and Laurent clustered around Danielle. Henry had just joined the circle and bent down to pick up the plate and noticed the paper in her hand.
Thérèse was close enough now to see it too.
"What's going on here?" she demanded, silencing everyone.
Danielle handed her the message that Laurent had brought.
"It appears that Rodmilla is not well and will need our help," Danielle said. "It was sent by Jacqueline."
Everyone looked at everyone else, but no words were spoken until Henry piped up.
"The Royal carriage is just out there. Laurent could drive out to the manor and the four of us could pick her up and take her to court physician where she will be well looked after." Henry indicated his mother, Marie, Danielle, Thérèse and himself.
"If there are any objections to this, please share them with me."
"It's a wonderful idea," Thérèse said, smiling. "And we'd better get going as fast as we can.
"Let's begin our journey than, shall we?" Henry said, ushering them all out. .
Thérèse smiled as she left the tall grass. She always knew how Henry felt about Danielle and decided that she was going to get them together any way that she could. The last thing in the world that she wanted was a match between Adrienne and the Prince.
And, speaking of Adrienne, her mother was no better. Thérèse shook her head as she thought of the day her younger brother, Jacques, had shocked the family by marrying Isabel as quickly as he did. She always thought there was something suspicious going on there and made sure to count the days and months when Isabel had discovered her pregnancy. After a while, Thérèse learned to accept it because what was done was done and there was nothing that anyone could change. And so it went until his death a few months ago of consumption.
That was the time when Vivienne invited them out and they moved into the country house that their father left to him.
Adrienne had been a sweet and kind little child, how she had gotten this way was beyond Thérèse's comprehension. It just didn't make sense. All four of the children, her older sister and her two younger brothers, were raised in the same house by the same parents and everyone turned out fine, except little Adrienne who had been spoiled rotten and constantly attended to. She had pointed that out several times, but of course, he hadn't paid the least bit of attention. So she turned a blind eye and let her brother raise the girl his own way, as he should.
But the disappointment was to stay with her always.
She shook her head as she turned the corner and noticed the Marie and Laurent clustered around Danielle. Henry had just joined the circle and bent down to pick up the plate and noticed the paper in her hand.
Thérèse was close enough now to see it too.
"What's going on here?" she demanded, silencing everyone.
Danielle handed her the message that Laurent had brought.
"It appears that Rodmilla is not well and will need our help," Danielle said. "It was sent by Jacqueline."
Everyone looked at everyone else, but no words were spoken until Henry piped up.
"The Royal carriage is just out there. Laurent could drive out to the manor and the four of us could pick her up and take her to court physician where she will be well looked after." Henry indicated his mother, Marie, Danielle, Thérèse and himself.
"If there are any objections to this, please share them with me."
"It's a wonderful idea," Thérèse said, smiling. "And we'd better get going as fast as we can.
"Let's begin our journey than, shall we?" Henry said, ushering them all out. .