"That isn't Fair!"
Philippe left and Treville found himself looking at an 18 year old blonde with icy blue eyes shaking her head in disgust. Treville sighed. Alphonse had been talking about this girl which he assumed was Corinne nonstop since the last few months. Just by looking at Corinne he felt as if he was 30 years younger again inviting D'Artagnan inside. The same hard headed, haughty expression; the same airs of self respect; same sword slung in the same position, the same blue eyes….. ugh! That was enough.
"Come in mademoiselle" Treville nodded curtly before looking at Alphonse "Prince Louis had asked for you Al"
Alphonse gave a reassuring smile to Corinne "Yes sire. Best of luck Rinny. See you later"
Corinne smiled back. Alphonse was like that big caring brother she never got around to have. Now her mood being better than before she stepped in behind Treville who led her to a balcony. The view was totally worth seeing. It was almost the same as the one from the cliff back home.
"So you're D'Artagnan's daughter, huh? You have a striking similarity to him." Treville said looking at Corinne who was looking out of the window as if she could live on the sight itself.
" I get that too much" Corinne replied. She leaned onto the railing.
"So… what can I do for you?"
Corinne rolled her eyes "You were there when Philippe was asking me the same thing a bit too idiotically weren't you? I thought that you being my father's best friend when he was still alive you could help me out."
Treville studied the girl carefully. "Corinne being a musketeer is serious job. You need proper practice. And experience"
Corinne diverted her eyes to where Treville was standing. "Oh yeah captain. I undertook a two day long journey for a joke. Right? I have been practicing at the barn. And don't you say that I cant practice at the barn. My father and Al both have practically practiced with me in the barn." She added the last part with a tone of exasperation which showed she had explained the same thing many times, which she obviously had.
"Corinne I'm sorry. See, to be a musketeer you have to prove yourself first."
Corinne raised an eyebrow. She completely caught Treville lying. But she contented herself by muttering a "this isn't fair" underneath a breath. "I won't disappoint you monsieur" and with that she exited.
Treville knew she had got him. And he knew her too well. A Gascon won't back off even if the world opposed that person. He shook his head. She wasn't safe here at least not until Louis' coronation. Specially with such a likeness to her dad. D'Artagnan had too many secret to guar for France and way too many enemies. He would have a tough time keeping her safe for his friend.