A horrible scream emanated from the chateau, but it did not alarm Élise. It was Alphonse, he had warned them he was getting a tooth pulled today. Timothee had already had two removed since she had joined the Templars. Élise had been fortunate with her dental history.

Spring was beginning and Élise was helping Sophie garden.

"From what Arno told me, Gerle isn't much different from Theot. Another crazy fool treating Robespierre like some kind of messiah. The real difference is that Gerle has a seat in the Assembly."

"That's worrying."

"There's no shortage of bad people in the Assembly à l'heure actuelle."

Then she heard feet approaching. She looked over to see Denis and Timothee. Denis was holding a piece of paper, but Chobat spoke first.

"Élise, we've located Danton! He's in the Conciergerie. It will be un sacré tâche ahead of us, but Arno, Denis, and I are putting together a plan. We would like you to come join us in my office."

"And Élise, I think you should see this," Denis said grimly. He handed her the curious paper.

FESTIVAL OF THE SUPREME BEING

JOIN MAXIMILIEN ROBESPIERRE IN CELEBRATION OF OUR CREATOR

CHAMP DE MARS

20 PRAIRIAL YEAR II

The Catholic Church has profaned the name of our Father in Heaven, but let us not fall into atheism! Let us propel the Revolutionary spirit forward in His name! The soul is immortal and body is a divine Creation of the highest intellect! Join us in celebration this décadi, in Le Champ De Mars, with moving speeches from the Revolution's true voices!

Prairial, that was the...ninth month.

20/9/2

That chilled her soul.

"That's the date I saw -"

"We know, fille. You told us, on Theot's wall."

She had a bad feeling about that day.

Timothee did not seem as taken, snapping her out of her haze. "Meet us in my office as soon as you can, Élise! Your mind is just as valuable as the rest!"