Château de Clèrisseau: 23 Mai 1850, 14:15
Marquis de Clèrisseau: I'll be back in time to change for dinner, Auclair. I'll need to be if not to receive another lecture from-Roquefort?
Vicomte de Vignieu: Bonne journée, Valery.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Bonne journée....that'll be all, Auclair.
Valet: Monsieur. [Leaves]
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Well this is certainly a surprise. What possibly brings you by? Surely it's too early to call on-
Vicomte de Vignieu: Oh, non...I actually came to speak with le Duc.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: [Sighs Dramatically] I suppose it was inevitable...
Vicomte de Vignieu: Pardon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just off in my own thoughts I suppose....lots to do, people to see...I'm sure you of all people can understand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Has anyone bothered to mention how tiresome you can be?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Perhaps...though I suppose hearing it once more from you couldn't hurt.
Vicomte de Vignieu: [Scoffs] I do not have time to verbally spar with you this afternoon, Valery. I was told le Duc would be in this afternoon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: You were misinformed.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I sincerely doubt that.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And just what, might I ask, has you so insistent to see him at this hour? He is a very busy man, after all.
Vicomte de Vignieu: If you must know, I've called on him to ask for Eleanor's hand.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: ...
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't think I've ever seen you without words, Ernest. Cat got your tongue, perhaps?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Have you truly thought this through, Albert?
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't know what you're insin-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Don't lie to me, Roquefort. It's clear as day to anyone with eyes. My sister is not a pawn for your jealous squabbles with-
Vicomte de Vignieu: I never said she was-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And yet you stand here waiting to ask for her hand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I do not need to explain myself to you.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Non....because the answer is obvious. You need to-
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, Vicomte.
Duc de Clèrisseau: I do hope not to have kept you waiting.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Of course not, Monsieur. Bonne journée. Your delay allowed me the opportunity to catch up with Ernest, here. It has been quite a while since we've had the chance to connect.
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, oui, oui. All of you used to be so close back in the day...but I suppose I have kept you waiting long enough. Shall we?
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Château de Clèrisseau: 23 Mai 1850, 14:15
Marquis de Clèrisseau: I'll be back in time to change for dinner, Auclair. I'll need to be if not to receive another lecture from-Roquefort?
Vicomte de Vignieu: Bonne journée, Valery.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Bonne journée....that'll be all, Auclair.
Valet: Monsieur. [Leaves]
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Well this is certainly a surprise. What possibly brings you by? Surely it's too early to call on-
Vicomte de Vignieu: Oh, non...I actually came to speak with le Duc.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: [Sighs Dramatically] I suppose it was inevitable...
Vicomte de Vignieu: Pardon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just off in my own thoughts I suppose....lots to do, people to see...I'm sure you of all people can understand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Has anyone bothered to mention how tiresome you can be?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Perhaps...though I suppose hearing it once more from you couldn't hurt.
Vicomte de Vignieu: [Scoffs] I do not have time to verbally spar with you this afternoon, Valery. I was told le Duc would be in this afternoon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: You were misinformed.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I sincerely doubt that.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And just what, might I ask, has you so insistent to see him at this hour? He is a very busy man, after all.
Vicomte de Vignieu: If you must know, I've called on him to ask for Eleanor's hand.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: ...
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't think I've ever seen you without words, Ernest. Cat got your tongue, perhaps?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Have you truly thought this through, Albert?
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't know what you're insin-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Don't lie to me, Roquefort. It's clear as day to anyone with eyes. My sister is not a pawn for your jealous squabbles with-
Vicomte de Vignieu: I never said she was-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And yet you stand here waiting to ask for her hand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I do not need to explain myself to you.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Non....because the answer is obvious. You need to-
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, Vicomte.
Duc de Clèrisseau: I do hope not to have kept you waiting.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Of course not, Monsieur. Bonne journée. Your delay allowed me the opportunity to catch up with Ernest, here. It has been quite a while since we've had the chance to connect.
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, oui, oui. All of you used to be so close back in the day...but I suppose I have kept you waiting long enough. Shall we?
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Château de Clèrisseau: 23 Mai 1850, 14:15
Marquis de Clèrisseau: I'll be back in time to change for dinner, Auclair. I'll need to be if not to receive another lecture from-Roquefort?
Vicomte de Vignieu: Bonne journée, Valery.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Bonne journée....that'll be all, Auclair.
Valet: Monsieur. [Leaves]
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Well this is certainly a surprise. What possibly brings you by? Surely it's too early to call on-
Vicomte de Vignieu: Oh, non...I actually came to speak with le Duc.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: [Sighs Dramatically] I suppose it was inevitable...
Vicomte de Vignieu: Pardon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just off in my own thoughts I suppose....lots to do, people to see...I'm sure you of all people can understand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Has anyone bothered to mention how tiresome you can be?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Perhaps...though I suppose hearing it once more from you couldn't hurt.
Vicomte de Vignieu: [Scoffs] I do not have time to verbally spar with you this afternoon, Valery. I was told le Duc would be in this afternoon?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: You were misinformed.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I sincerely doubt that.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And just what, might I ask, has you so insistent to see him at this hour? He is a very busy man, after all.
Vicomte de Vignieu: If you must know, I've called on him to ask for Eleanor's hand.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: ...
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't think I've ever seen you without words, Ernest. Cat got your tongue, perhaps?
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Have you truly thought this through, Albert?
Vicomte de Vignieu: I don't know what you're insin-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Don't lie to me, Roquefort. It's clear as day to anyone with eyes. My sister is not a pawn for your jealous squabbles with-
Vicomte de Vignieu: I never said she was-
Marquis de Clèrisseau: And yet you stand here waiting to ask for her hand.
Vicomte de Vignieu: I do not need to explain myself to you.
Marquis de Clèrisseau: Non....because the answer is obvious. You need to-
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, Vicomte.
Duc de Clèrisseau: I do hope not to have kept you waiting.
Vicomte de Vignieu: Of course not, Monsieur. Bonne journée. Your delay allowed me the opportunity to catch up with Ernest, here. It has been quite a while since we've had the chance to connect.
Duc de Clèrisseau: Ah, oui, oui. All of you used to be so close back in the day...but I suppose I have kept you waiting long enough. Shall we?
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Franny Dress
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Le Jardin d'Avigneux: 23 Mai 1850, 13:30
Madame Adelaide: And Ernest truly helped ton frère escort you home?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oui, it was quite an affair! I was waiting for Oscar outside the post office and idly standing by when he rushed right into me! The tumble was quite severe, I was so unsteady on my feet and he helped Oscar assist me home. Truly, I am just as stunned as you are, though why he was rushing about the square I have no idea.
Madame Adelaide: It appears I owe Ernest more credit than I currently afford him. He does always seem to surprise me.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And are you well recovered? When I last came to call Oscar mentioned you were still terribly unwell.
Mademoiselle Violette: I assure you I am quite well, though Oscar is still in quite a state. If it wasn't for la Douairière I wouldn't have been allowed out for our weekly stroll!
Madame Maybelline: He's always been the...overprotective type. Mine would have left me on the sidewalk to rot.
Mademoiselle Violette: [Scoffs] Honestly, Maybelline...In all honestly I'm surprised he hasn't started breathing fire down the necks of every suitor who comes to call. Though I believe him too busy these days to notice.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And what news from you, Adelaide? I hear Gaston is looking more weary with each passing day as his impending nuptials loom closer...
Mademoiselle Violette: Is that true? And here I thought the big conversation would be about Eleanor turning down le Monseigneur's invitation to join him at le Prix de Thornolie.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Quoi? Where did you hear that?
Mademoiselle Violette: La Douairière, of course.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Goodness. Is this true?
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide?
Mademoiselle Violette: Madame?
Madame Adelaide: Quoi?
Mademoiselle Violette: Are you alright?
Madame Adelaide: Oh...pardonnez-moi. I...I thought I saw...
Mademoiselle Violette: What did you see?
Madame Adelaide: I...It doesn't matter...
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Must you always keep us in sus-
Madame Adelaide: Violette...do you think ton frère will still allow you to attend the Prix de Thornolie?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oh...I...Well, if he even tries to refuse, all I have to do is write to la Douairière.
Madame Adelaide: And quite right, too.
Mademoiselle Violette: Are...are you sure you're alright?
Madame Adelaide: Of course, I am. Don't be ridiculous.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide, you still have yet to answer my questions. Gaston certainly...
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Le Jardin d'Avigneux: 23 Mai 1850, 13:30
Madame Adelaide: And Ernest truly helped ton frère escort you home?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oui, it was quite an affair! I was waiting for Oscar outside the post office and idly standing by when he rushed right into me! The tumble was quite severe, I was so unsteady on my feet and he helped Oscar assist me home. Truly, I am just as stunned as you are, though why he was rushing about the square I have no idea.
Madame Adelaide: It appears I owe Ernest more credit than I currently afford him. He does always seem to surprise me.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And are you well recovered? When I last came to call Oscar mentioned you were still terribly unwell.
Mademoiselle Violette: I assure you I am quite well, though Oscar is still in quite a state. If it wasn't for la Douairière I wouldn't have been allowed out for our weekly stroll!
Madame Maybelline: He's always been the...overprotective type. Mine would have left me on the sidewalk to rot.
Mademoiselle Violette: [Scoffs] Honestly, Maybelline...In all honestly I'm surprised he hasn't started breathing fire down the necks of every suitor who comes to call. Though I believe him too busy these days to notice.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And what news from you, Adelaide? I hear Gaston is looking more weary with each passing day as his impending nuptials loom closer...
Mademoiselle Violette: Is that true? And here I thought the big conversation would be about Eleanor turning down le Monseigneur's invitation to join him at le Prix de Thornolie.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Quoi? Where did you hear that?
Mademoiselle Violette: La Douairière, of course.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Goodness. Is this true?
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide?
Mademoiselle Violette: Madame?
Madame Adelaide: Quoi?
Mademoiselle Violette: Are you alright?
Madame Adelaide: Oh...pardonnez-moi. I...I thought I saw...
Mademoiselle Violette: What did you see?
Madame Adelaide: I...It doesn't matter...
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Must you always keep us in sus-
Madame Adelaide: Violette...do you think ton frère will still allow you to attend the Prix de Thornolie?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oh...I...Well, if he even tries to refuse, all I have to do is write to la Douairière.
Madame Adelaide: And quite right, too.
Mademoiselle Violette: Are...are you sure you're alright?
Madame Adelaide: Of course, I am. Don't be ridiculous.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide, you still have yet to answer my questions. Gaston certainly...
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Le Jardin d'Avigneux: 23 Mai 1850, 13:30
Madame Adelaide: And Ernest truly helped ton frère escort you home?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oui, it was quite an affair! I was waiting for Oscar outside the post office and idly standing by when he rushed right into me! The tumble was quite severe, I was so unsteady on my feet and he helped Oscar assist me home. Truly, I am just as stunned as you are, though why he was rushing about the square I have no idea.
Madame Adelaide: It appears I owe Ernest more credit than I currently afford him. He does always seem to surprise me.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And are you well recovered? When I last came to call Oscar mentioned you were still terribly unwell.
Mademoiselle Violette: I assure you I am quite well, though Oscar is still in quite a state. If it wasn't for la Douairière I wouldn't have been allowed out for our weekly stroll!
Madame Maybelline: He's always been the...overprotective type. Mine would have left me on the sidewalk to rot.
Mademoiselle Violette: [Scoffs] Honestly, Maybelline...In all honestly I'm surprised he hasn't started breathing fire down the necks of every suitor who comes to call. Though I believe him too busy these days to notice.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: And what news from you, Adelaide? I hear Gaston is looking more weary with each passing day as his impending nuptials loom closer...
Mademoiselle Violette: Is that true? And here I thought the big conversation would be about Eleanor turning down le Monseigneur's invitation to join him at le Prix de Thornolie.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Quoi? Where did you hear that?
Mademoiselle Violette: La Douairière, of course.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Goodness. Is this true?
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide?
Mademoiselle Violette: Madame?
Madame Adelaide: Quoi?
Mademoiselle Violette: Are you alright?
Madame Adelaide: Oh...pardonnez-moi. I...I thought I saw...
Mademoiselle Violette: What did you see?
Madame Adelaide: I...It doesn't matter...
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Must you always keep us in sus-
Madame Adelaide: Violette...do you think ton frère will still allow you to attend the Prix de Thornolie?
Mademoiselle Violette: Oh...I...Well, if he even tries to refuse, all I have to do is write to la Douairière.
Madame Adelaide: And quite right, too.
Mademoiselle Violette: Are...are you sure you're alright?
Madame Adelaide: Of course, I am. Don't be ridiculous.
Mademoiselle Maybelline: Adelaide, you still have yet to answer my questions. Gaston certainly...
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Palais de Thornolie, Salle du Trône: 22 May 1850, 15:30
[Murmured Chatter as Everyone Leaves the Room]
Le Roi Gaspard: I'm not certain any of us imagined you would clean up so well.
Comte de Montavin: [Dark Chuckle] Not sure I had a choice, Oncle.
Le Roi Gaspard: En effet. Arabella is certainly a force to be reckoned with. Let us hope for your sake your bride is not the same.
Comte de Montavin: Hmm....
Le Roi Gaspard: These things are never easy, Gaston.
Comte de Montavin: You mean having your hands tied behind your back?
Le Roi Gaspard: Given your proclivities I would be suprised if this was the first time.
Comte de Montavin: [Chuckles] I wasn't aware you knew.
Le Roi Gaspard: Ton père has always kept me informed of your whereabouts, neveu. You should hardly be surprised.
Comte de Montavin: [Sighs] I suppose not.
Le Roi Gaspard: You have grown into an honourable man, Gaston. This may not be what you intended for your life, but-
Comte de Montavin: And how would you know?
Le Roi Gaspard: You are not the only one in this room who was forced into a marriage they didn't want.
Comte de Montavin: [Shocked] You and-
Le Roi Gaspard: Oui. The last person on this Earth I ever expected to be bonded to was ta tante. But forces beyond my control made sure I had no say in the matter. I was bombarded with a wedding, a wife, and a new path in life all in one evening.
Comte de Montavin: I...I don't understand. Who would have the ability to force you into marriage?
Le Roi Gaspard: Someone long since passed...
Comte de Montavin: Qui?
Le Roi Gaspard: ...It's not important. What is important is despite what is being burdened on your shoulders is not more than you can carry. Between ton père, ta tante, and myself, you have been raised to overcome these challenges. Marriage is a fickle business, Gaston, but you have the knowledge and intelligence to manage those turbulent waters with ease.
Comte de Montavin: Did you truly just relate my impending marriage to my naval experience?
Le Roi Gaspard: [Chuckles] Merely making sure you're paying attention. Now come along, we mustn't keep ta tante waiting. I fear you've already endured her rath long enough, and I'm not sure I want to join you in your boots.
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Palais de Thornolie, Salle du Trône: 22 May 1850, 15:30
[Murmured Chatter as Everyone Leaves the Room]
Le Roi Gaspard: I'm not certain any of us imagined you would clean up so well.
Comte de Montavin: [Dark Chuckle] Not sure I had a choice, Oncle.
Le Roi Gaspard: En effet. Arabella is certainly a force to be reckoned with. Let us hope for your sake your bride is not the same.
Comte de Montavin: Hmm....
Le Roi Gaspard: These things are never easy, Gaston.
Comte de Montavin: You mean having your hands tied behind your back?
Le Roi Gaspard: Given your proclivities I would be suprised if this was the first time.
Comte de Montavin: [Chuckles] I wasn't aware you knew.
Le Roi Gaspard: Ton père has always kept me informed of your whereabouts, neveu. You should hardly be surprised.
Comte de Montavin: [Sighs] I suppose not.
Le Roi Gaspard: You have grown into an honourable man, Gaston. This may not be what you intended for your life, but-
Comte de Montavin: And how would you know?
Le Roi Gaspard: You are not the only one in this room who was forced into a marriage they didn't want.
Comte de Montavin: [Shocked] You and-
Le Roi Gaspard: Oui. The last person on this Earth I ever expected to be bonded to was ta tante. But forces beyond my control made sure I had no say in the matter. I was bombarded with a wedding, a wife, and a new path in life all in one evening.
Comte de Montavin: I...I don't understand. Who would have the ability to force you into marriage?
Le Roi Gaspard: Someone long since passed...
Comte de Montavin: Qui?
Le Roi Gaspard: ...It's not important. What is important is despite what is being burdened on your shoulders is not more than you can carry. Between ton père, ta tante, and myself, you have been raised to overcome these challenges. Marriage is a fickle business, Gaston, but you have the knowledge and intelligence to manage those turbulent waters with ease.
Comte de Montavin: Did you truly just relate my impending marriage to my naval experience?
Le Roi Gaspard: [Chuckles] Merely making sure you're paying attention. Now come along, we mustn't keep ta tante waiting. I fear you've already endured her rath long enough, and I'm not sure I want to join you in your boots.
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Palais de Thornolie, Salle du Trône: 22 May 1850, 15:30
[Murmured Chatter as Everyone Leaves the Room]
Le Roi Gaspard: I'm not certain any of us imagined you would clean up so well.
Comte de Montavin: [Dark Chuckle] Not sure I had a choice, Oncle.
Le Roi Gaspard: En effet. Arabella is certainly a force to be reckoned with. Let us hope for your sake your bride is not the same.
Comte de Montavin: Hmm....
Le Roi Gaspard: These things are never easy, Gaston.
Comte de Montavin: You mean having your hands tied behind your back?
Le Roi Gaspard: Given your proclivities I would be suprised if this was the first time.
Comte de Montavin: [Chuckles] I wasn't aware you knew.
Le Roi Gaspard: Ton père has always kept me informed of your whereabouts, neveu. You should hardly be surprised.
Comte de Montavin: [Sighs] I suppose not.
Le Roi Gaspard: You have grown into an honourable man, Gaston. This may not be what you intended for your life, but-
Comte de Montavin: And how would you know?
Le Roi Gaspard: You are not the only one in this room who was forced into a marriage they didn't want.
Comte de Montavin: [Shocked] You and-
Le Roi Gaspard: Oui. The last person on this Earth I ever expected to be bonded to was ta tante. But forces beyond my control made sure I had no say in the matter. I was bombarded with a wedding, a wife, and a new path in life all in one evening.
Comte de Montavin: I...I don't understand. Who would have the ability to force you into marriage?
Le Roi Gaspard: Someone long since passed...
Comte de Montavin: Qui?
Le Roi Gaspard: ...It's not important. What is important is despite what is being burdened on your shoulders is not more than you can carry. Between ton père, ta tante, and myself, you have been raised to overcome these challenges. Marriage is a fickle business, Gaston, but you have the knowledge and intelligence to manage those turbulent waters with ease.
Comte de Montavin: Did you truly just relate my impending marriage to my naval experience?
Le Roi Gaspard: [Chuckles] Merely making sure you're paying attention. Now come along, we mustn't keep ta tante waiting. I fear you've already endured her rath long enough, and I'm not sure I want to join you in your boots.
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Next post today!
Who's excited?
Thornolia: 22 May 1850, 10:45
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New post tomorrow!
Now would be a good time to catch up if you haven't...
Thornolia: 22 May 1850, 10:45
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Happy birthday!!!
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Happy Birthday!
You’re my hero for choosing the most appropriate gif considering my disneybound choice for the day! 😂
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B I R T H
Lol okay I'll stop being weird but like I know I did it already but happy birthday heaux! You better keep havin a good time at Disney. I will continue chatting with you in the dms now 🤣
Oh I will. Two more days heaux 😎❤️
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Having the best birthday at the happiest place on earth! Living that princess life.
Your regularly scheduled chaos returns next week! 😎
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