A/N........... YOU people should be happy because this chapter is for my
one reviewer. Thank you so much! I took your suggestion and I hope I get
many more reviews now. Anyway, ON WITH THE SHOW and thank you so much.
Love,
(Blonde and Beautiful(
PS. The towns tame is named "Par la grâce de Dieux" or, "grâce" for short.
***
Under the names of Isabelle Evans and Nicolette Marquis, Lily and Thérèse assumed their first job at a bakery in the little town.
The job proved to be extremely boring and paid very little. It was months before they had saved up enough money for more than just a bed at night and a bit of soup.
One afternoon, Thérèse came home with two wrapped packages in her hands. She handed one to Lily and motioned for her to unwrap it. Gingerly peeling off the soft cloth, Lily gasped as she found a delicate hairpiece, studded with a few small diamonds set in silver. Thérèse revealed the other package held a hairpiece identical to Lily's.
"These are in case they ever find us." Thérèse whispered.
"How on earth could you afford these Thérèse?" Lily's eyes widened as she saw some of the grandeur she used to know so well.
"I had a small bit of money I took from my manor before it was attacked. I waited till I had saved up a bit more from the bakery, and bought these from a goldsmith outside town. Unwrap the rest of the package Lily."
With trembling fingers, Lily tore the rest of the cloth away to reveal the end of the hairpiece. It was a dagger, sheathed in a silver casing.
" Thérèse!" Lily gasped. "What on earth...?"
"The part with the diamonds is the only part that is revealed, and the dagger is hidden beneath folds of hair. No one will ever realise we have a weapon on us at all times."
Thérèse swallowed a bit, as if she had just got the full impact of what she had done. Would there ever be a use for these daggers?
***
The days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months. It had been six since Lily and Thérèse had escaped Paris. New reached the little town, weeks after the events of that terrible night had happened. Many aristocrats were dead, victims of the guillotine. The king, queen, and all the royal children were most definitely dead, beheaded before thousands of citizens, Thérèse's cousin had been killed, and she wept at the news. Nanette, Lily's mother, was on the list of those who had been exiled from France.
The general who was more or less in charge of France at this tumultuous moment, was General James Pottier, the man Lily had danced so beautifully with. It was this news that made her weep, as well as that of her mother. The general was Lily's age, and had been planted at Thérèse's ball to give the signals to the soldiers waiting outside.
Further news still proved that there was a search for all that had escaped Thérèse's manor that night. Reports were issued all around Paris, proclaiming that whomever could find certain aristocrats, including Ladies Thérèse Beurhanis and Lilee Èvans would receive a generous reward. Apparently, both girl's father's had been involved with "treasonous acts against the Republic of France" when they had been alive. Neither girl could pretend to shed a tear over their deceased fathers, though it panged their hearts and put a shadow in their outlook on life. Lily and Thérèse's fathers had been cruel men, not above selling out their families for money. Yet family was family, and the loss of so much struck deep for Lily, and she prayed for the spirit of her deceased father, and her exiled mother.
Thérèse proclaimed when more news of deaths reached Grâce, that it was best for Lily and herself to move on. It was clearly Thérèse calling the shots in this little adventure of theirs, and Lilee was glad for she wasn't sure she had the courage for such a role.
They started to pack what little they had - a few trinkets they ad been wearing the night they had fled, and the daggers, when a crash and the innkeepers yell were heard downstairs. The daggers immediately were stuffed into their hair (though to far in to even see the decorative piece) and Thérèse motioned for Lily to stuff and jewels she could into her hair as well.
For the second time in her life, Lily saw soldiers pour into her room. Though this time, there was no escape. Praying the soldiers wouldn't touch her hair, Lilee struggled as best she could against the grip of two large soldiers, but it was to no avail. Thérèse screamed and kicked on the way down and Lily tried to get at her dagger, but the arms of her captives were too strong, and she soon grew weary.
They were roughly shoved into a police carriage and locked in with the two soldiers that had been holding Lily. She caught a glimpse of the bakery on her way out of the town, and the fat bakers face pressed against the window, watching them go by.
***
A/N
Yes yes, I know it's short and not very imformative, but the real fun will start next chapter, and the one after that. I'm imagining the story to be a bout ten chapter song you understand ;).
R + R,
Adieux
Blonde + Beautiful
Love,
(Blonde and Beautiful(
PS. The towns tame is named "Par la grâce de Dieux" or, "grâce" for short.
***
Under the names of Isabelle Evans and Nicolette Marquis, Lily and Thérèse assumed their first job at a bakery in the little town.
The job proved to be extremely boring and paid very little. It was months before they had saved up enough money for more than just a bed at night and a bit of soup.
One afternoon, Thérèse came home with two wrapped packages in her hands. She handed one to Lily and motioned for her to unwrap it. Gingerly peeling off the soft cloth, Lily gasped as she found a delicate hairpiece, studded with a few small diamonds set in silver. Thérèse revealed the other package held a hairpiece identical to Lily's.
"These are in case they ever find us." Thérèse whispered.
"How on earth could you afford these Thérèse?" Lily's eyes widened as she saw some of the grandeur she used to know so well.
"I had a small bit of money I took from my manor before it was attacked. I waited till I had saved up a bit more from the bakery, and bought these from a goldsmith outside town. Unwrap the rest of the package Lily."
With trembling fingers, Lily tore the rest of the cloth away to reveal the end of the hairpiece. It was a dagger, sheathed in a silver casing.
" Thérèse!" Lily gasped. "What on earth...?"
"The part with the diamonds is the only part that is revealed, and the dagger is hidden beneath folds of hair. No one will ever realise we have a weapon on us at all times."
Thérèse swallowed a bit, as if she had just got the full impact of what she had done. Would there ever be a use for these daggers?
***
The days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months. It had been six since Lily and Thérèse had escaped Paris. New reached the little town, weeks after the events of that terrible night had happened. Many aristocrats were dead, victims of the guillotine. The king, queen, and all the royal children were most definitely dead, beheaded before thousands of citizens, Thérèse's cousin had been killed, and she wept at the news. Nanette, Lily's mother, was on the list of those who had been exiled from France.
The general who was more or less in charge of France at this tumultuous moment, was General James Pottier, the man Lily had danced so beautifully with. It was this news that made her weep, as well as that of her mother. The general was Lily's age, and had been planted at Thérèse's ball to give the signals to the soldiers waiting outside.
Further news still proved that there was a search for all that had escaped Thérèse's manor that night. Reports were issued all around Paris, proclaiming that whomever could find certain aristocrats, including Ladies Thérèse Beurhanis and Lilee Èvans would receive a generous reward. Apparently, both girl's father's had been involved with "treasonous acts against the Republic of France" when they had been alive. Neither girl could pretend to shed a tear over their deceased fathers, though it panged their hearts and put a shadow in their outlook on life. Lily and Thérèse's fathers had been cruel men, not above selling out their families for money. Yet family was family, and the loss of so much struck deep for Lily, and she prayed for the spirit of her deceased father, and her exiled mother.
Thérèse proclaimed when more news of deaths reached Grâce, that it was best for Lily and herself to move on. It was clearly Thérèse calling the shots in this little adventure of theirs, and Lilee was glad for she wasn't sure she had the courage for such a role.
They started to pack what little they had - a few trinkets they ad been wearing the night they had fled, and the daggers, when a crash and the innkeepers yell were heard downstairs. The daggers immediately were stuffed into their hair (though to far in to even see the decorative piece) and Thérèse motioned for Lily to stuff and jewels she could into her hair as well.
For the second time in her life, Lily saw soldiers pour into her room. Though this time, there was no escape. Praying the soldiers wouldn't touch her hair, Lilee struggled as best she could against the grip of two large soldiers, but it was to no avail. Thérèse screamed and kicked on the way down and Lily tried to get at her dagger, but the arms of her captives were too strong, and she soon grew weary.
They were roughly shoved into a police carriage and locked in with the two soldiers that had been holding Lily. She caught a glimpse of the bakery on her way out of the town, and the fat bakers face pressed against the window, watching them go by.
***
A/N
Yes yes, I know it's short and not very imformative, but the real fun will start next chapter, and the one after that. I'm imagining the story to be a bout ten chapter song you understand ;).
R + R,
Adieux
Blonde + Beautiful