Quotes from the French Revolution, Probably

Everyone has heard the tale of Marie Antoinette brushing off the famine riots around Paris that signaled the eruption of the French Revolution. “Let them eat cake,” she allegedly said, probably while languishing under the weight of her diamonds. The diamonds part might be true, but the quote is actually taken from Rousseau’s Confessions, which was written several years before the start of the revolution. In his book, a foreign princess said it though, and since Marie Antoinette was a foreign princess who became Queen of France, I guess some of the revolutionaries thought it was close enough.

In that spirit, I’ve compiled a list of ‘probable’ quotes. The wording obviously isn’t historically accurate, but the sentiments or contexts are based in history, and – affectionately – mocked. I loved researching this time period, flaws and all.



Marie Antoinette:  Oh, ha ha, more jokes about cake. There is no cake – I never said that. I’ve had Rousseau read to me, I recognize this quote, I know it predates the revolution. People think I don’t know anything, but I actually really enjoy sitting in a rose-petal bath and sipping on hot chocolate infused with orange blossoms while having my maid read to me.

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Marie Antoinette

Count von Fersen: No, no, I’m definitely not having an affair with the Queen. Lurking in the corridors near her rooms at night is just my hobby. It’s very restful.

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Axel von Fersen

Apathetic advisor:  Since the Bastille has been torn down, the people might as well wear pieces of it as jewelry. That makes sense. There is literally no other use for the stone of a demolished building.

King Louis XVI: So what if I wrote ‘nothing’ in my journal on the day the Bastille fell? It’s not a revolutionary journal, it’s a hunting journal, and I didn’t hunt anything that day. It doesn’t mean I don’t care about revolutionary news. I just don’t have a separate journal for it, like I do for hunting.

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Louis XVI

Fervent revolutionary: What do you mean it’s disrespectful to wear clothes in a colour called Foulon’s blood? I mean, he’s already dead. He lived through three botched hanging attempts before being beheaded, and his dead mouth stuffed with hay. Being the namesake of a special shade of crimson is more than a hastily murdered man can expect, really. He’d appreciate it if he could.

Marie Antoinette:  I know the revolution means the only socially acceptable colours for clothes this season are red, white, and blue, but I’m the Queen, so… purple is okay. It’s just red and blue mixed.

Overwhelmed revolutionary: You know, when we angrily stormed Versailles, I kind of forgot we’d still have to walk all the way back to Paris after. Can’t we just….stay here? It seems like there is enough room.

Hungry peasant: No, I will not eat that potato. It’s a heathen plant from a heathen civilization, and it makes wrong, misshapen roots that should only be eaten by witches and pigs. Potatoes are like nightshade and ugly, I will not eat them.  I refuse to believe that anyone will willingly eat potatoes, ever.

french-peasant

King Louis XVI Are the people still mad about inequality? Oh. That’s unfortunate. I kind of had plans to study a new kind of lock and then eat cheese.

Marquis de Lafayette: Of course I didn’t want to open fire on a crowd of bystanders, but these things happen in revolutions. This is my second one. Trust me, I’m a revolution expert. Isn’t that why you made me commander of the National Guard?

french-revolutionary

Fervent revolutionary: The Tennis Court Oath is not a stupid name. If you had been there, in that special tennis court…then you’d understand. Nope, it’s too late, you’ll never get it and now I’m suspicious of you. I’ll go ahead and put your name forward as a despicable royalist.

Resigned revolutionary:  Sorry I’m late for lunch, I got held up at the Place du Carrousel because they were moving the guillotine. That thing can really block a street.

guillotine

 

Maximilien Robespierre: Becoming such a powerful person is certainly not going to backfire in these volatile times. Why, the mere suggestion has raised my suspicion of you. Of course I have extensively studied Rousseau, and many other philosophies. NO he did not write that ‘Let them eat cake’ phrase. You know what? You can just go straight to the guillotine now.

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Robespierre

Marie Antoinette: I know I’m fleeing Paris in disguise with my family, under great risk, but I cannot pack any lighter than this. Give me the bulky slow carriage.

 


 

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A Time Traveler’s Guide to Dressing like a French Revolutionary

Okay, so in the event that time travel becomes a real technology (she says optimistically), probably not many people will want to visit revolutionary France. On one hand, I’d be tempted – I’d possibly get to meet some of the historical figures featured in The Wardrobe Mistress, and wear some of the fashions I pored over paintings and descriptions of, at least until the longing for modern yoga pants inevitably returned. But on the other…the guillotine. It’s a risky time period, that’s for sure, and that’s without even considering the advances in hygiene and medicine we have today.

Fine, maybe this is really more of “A Nerdy Costume Party Attendee’s Guide to Dressing like a French Revolutionary.” Whichever it is, I’ve got you covered. Here are my superfluous top tips for dressing like you belong in 1790s Paris.

Wear a hat

You’ve probably heard of the revolutionary bonnet rouge. King Louis XVI was forced to wear one when an angry mob of revolutionaries stormed through the Tuileries, but he submitted to the unwanted hat-wearing happily enough when he saw that it calmed their wrath. And he looked great in it:

Louis XVI, King of the French, 1792. The 1775 engraving was reworked in 1792 to record the king’s donning of the bonnet rouge during the invasion of the Tuilleries Palace

It wasn’t the first hat incident Louis had, though. In 1789, when the Estates General was opened for the first time since 1614, the representatives of the Third Estate (which made up the bulk of the population, excluding only royalty and clergy) put their hats back on at the end of Louis’ speech, even though custom dictated that only the king and his entourage could do so at this point in the ceremony. Commoners were supposed to stay kneeling, clutching their hats to their chests in awe at the blue blood before them or something. It was quite shocking when the representatives shattered this custom, but Louis, in a moment of uncharacteristic quick-thinking, removed his own hat once again, prompting everyone to follow suit.

For women, plain white bonnets are a safe bet. Conservative enough not to draw attention and easily decorated with a tricolor rosette if needed. Straw hats could also be worn, but not everyone liked them because Marie Antoinette favoured them.

You know, I think part two of this hat advice is to study a treatise on hat etiquette, as well.

 

 

Wear a tricolor rosette

Show your rebelliousness, or protect yourself from sharp-eyed and judging revolutionaries, by challenging the monarchy with colours. Rosettes can be easily pinned to hats or coats, and just as easily removed when you have dinner with that older family friend who drinks too much wine and then lectures about the divine right of kings. Most rosettes or cockades are tricolor – red, white, and blue – but not always. Red and blue is an acceptable combination. Red and white with no other colours is not, since it reminds people of the uniforms for the queen’s staff at Trianon.

Green rosettes are absolutely out of the question. Green is the livery color for the Comte d’Artois, the king’s younger brother, and no one likes him. He even fled France after the storming of the Bastille, fearing for his life. 

Don’t wear white rosettes. That will just remind people of the Bourbon fleur-de-lys, and what have the Bourbons ever done? Just wasted a bunch of tax money building Versailles and not helping with the bread crisis, that’s what. White is acceptable in some forms, such as bonnets, fichus (shawls), shirts, or dresses, as long as the whole ensemble isn’t pure white as the expensive snow that the Bourbons probably shipped in to keep their wine cold.

Black isn’t a great colour either. You get a slight pass if you’re in mourning, but it better be for a close family member and not a national personage like Marie Antoinette’s son who died in 1789. Sure, it’s sad that a poor little boy died, but his mother was a witch who hates the French so you can’t display any sympathy. Plus, black reminds people of the Hapsburgs, and no one likes them either. Especially Marie Antoinette. The other Habsburg colour is yellow, so avoid that too. Bees are also out, probably.

Oh, and forget about the fact that tricolor had also been the colour of the French king’s livery, historically. It’s infused with new political meaning now (waves to American revolutionaries) and no one talks about its dark past. 

Red is a good colour to wear, especially the very popular shade called sang de Foulon, or Foulon’s blood. Monsieur Foulon was a minister in Louis XIV’s cabinet and was murdered by Parisian revolutionaries, so clearly you’ve got your priorities straight if you add a ribbon in Foulon’s blood to your white bonnet. Just don’t forget that touch of blue somewhere!

 

Dress to celebrate the fall of the Bastille

Now that all seven prisoners have been freed from the prison, the building is torn down and its stones are up for grabs as souvenirs. The possibilities are endless. You could line a walkway or build a low stone fence or maybe even design some jewelry with the smaller rocks. Necklace made of demolished walls? Sure.

If you’re rich enough, ironically add some diamonds to spell out the word Liberté and you’re set.

You can even make a replica of the Bastille for your hair, using white satin “towers” and black lace to represent the balustrade. Just watch your head going through doorways.

(As with most good things in life, you can’t make them up. These are both recorded revolutionary fashion items).

That great inspiration of jewelry, the Bastille

 

Dress like Marie Antoinette

Yes, I know everyone hates her as a symbol of ostentation and everything wrong with society, but there’s no denying the appeal of her Petit Trianon casual wear.  Her white muslin gowns might be decried as looking like nightgowns – called chemise á la reine, but they’re certainly more comfortable than heavy velvets over panniers to keep the skirts wide. Plus, wearing a dress like this is proof that you’re unfussy, virtuous, and believe in equality. After all, anyone can afford these. That’s partly why the other nobles hated Marie Antoinette’s muslin gowns at first. Just make sure to add a patriotic tricolour cockade, of course. You don’t want to risk looking like a wanna-be milkmaid like Marie Antoinette. Even better, women can wear a jaunty red and blue muslin scarf to kick this simple outfit to revolutionary heights. If it’s cold, try a blue redingote with a white scarf and a red cap. If anyone mentions that Marie Antoinette also made the somewhat masculine fashion of wearing riding attire popular years before, just gaze at them blankly and mutter “vive la revolution.”

This is Princes Louise Auguste of Denmark, in the chemise a la reine style of gown

If all else fails, bring your son (or your friend’s son) with you and dress him in the uniform of the National Guard (white pants, navy coat, red-trim). It worked well for Marie Antoinette when she brought the dauphin to the fête de la fédération to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the fall of the Bastille

There – now you know what clothes to pack before you time-travel to revolutionary Paris to hang out around Café du Foy talking philosophy with Robespierre. Alternatively, you know what to wear to a Halloween party before you get drunk enough that you can’t be bothered to explain your costume anymore.

 



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The Scandal of Marie Antoinette’s Gowns

While writing The Wardrobe Mistress, I researched a lot about the queen’s famous fashion. After all, the main character, Giselle, works in the queen’s household as one of her tirewomen, tasked with taking care of Marie Antoinette’s fabulous wardrobe. I expected to uncover a scandal or two – probably about outrageous cost or the sheer number of gowns. Instead, the biggest scandal came from the simplest style of dress.

This white muslin shift known as the gaulle was much plainer and more comfortable than the formal court gowns, with their whalebone stays constricting the waist, and the panniers at the hips to make the skirt very wide. Inspired by the style of dress that the Creoles and colonialists’ wives wore in the Caribbean, where the heat meant silk was not an option, these muslin gown lacked the stiff structuring elements of traditional silk court gowns. They usually had a ruffled drawstring neck, puffy sleeves decorated with ribbons, and a wide sash tied at the waist. To complete the pastoral look, a soft white bonnet or a wide straw hat usually perched on natural, unpowdered hair. Marie Antoinette displays the fashion in her portrait, Le reine en gaulle, painted by Madame Vigée Le Brun in 1783.

La reine en gaulle, by  Vigée Le Brun, 1783

This dress doesn’t sound very scandalous, you might be thinking. Nor does it look scandalous in that painting. To our modern eye, it doesn’t, but to a conservative person of the 1780s, it resembled a chemise – a slip-like piece of clothing that a lady wore under her other clothes, or occasionally as casual-wear when relaxing in the privacy of her boudoir. Basically, it looked like the queen posed for a portrait in her nightgown. This dress style became known as chemise á la reine, forever connecting the queen to the garment’s resemblance to a slip.

In comparison, this gown from 1775 looks a lot heavier and more formal than the muslin gaulle gowns.

There were also social and economic factors fueling Marie Antoinette’s fashion detractors. On the social side, wealthy nobles disliked the idea that the simpler style of dressing meant that poor, lower class people could blend in by wearing similar outfits. And economically, by not wearing silk, Marie Antoinette was seen as unpatriotic, failing in her duty to support the French silk industry. One of her contemporary sources even declared that three quarters of the silk workers in Lyon lost their jobs in the 1780s due to her patronage of foreign textile plants to serve her love of muslin.

However, Marie Antoinette can’t be solely blamed for the decline in the French silk industry at the time. Fashions all over Europe were growing increasingly simplified, as were hairstyles. The Duchess of Devonshire in England, a trendsetter herself, also wore airy chemise á la reine gowns. Even Marie Antoinette’s rival, Madame du Barry, wore them, as this portrait of her from 1781 – two years earlier than Marie Antoinette’s –  shows.

Madame du Barry, by Vigée Le Brun, 1781

In spite of the heavy criticism after her 1783 portrait, Marie Antoinette did not stop wearing them, either. The chemise á la reine was kind of like the yoga pants of the 1780s – once tried, there was no going back. In Austria, Marie Antoinette’s brother, Emperor Joseph, even tried to ban the expensive and uncomfortable accoutrements of official court dress, such as panniers, which could be so wide that women had to go sideways through the door. He was not successful, but the innovative clothing ideas had already permeated culture all across Europe. In France particularly, as the revolution advanced, simpler fashions like the chemise a la reine became the height of fashion. The virtue of equality idealized by the revolutionaries made the suitability of the garment to all economic classes a perfect fit for everyone. By Empress Josephine’s time, the simplicity of fashion had progressed to a renewed love for the influence of classical Roman dress. In comparison to the bared arms of these gowns, the chemise á la reine may have seemed quite conservative again.

Empress Josephine

 


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Feuding with Marie Antoinette – guest post

I examined a couple of Marie Antoinette’s most prominent feuds, and you can find the details – and determine if they were justified or not – over at Jenny Q’s wonderful blog, “Let Them Read Books.” Definitely check out her site – she has some exciting book giveaways running right now!

I met Jenny at the Historical Novel Society Conference in June, and even though she was extremely busy helping to make sure it was the best conference ever (and it was), she found time to chat with me and is one of the nicest people you could ever meet. I’m so excited to have a guest post with her today.

Speaking of posts elsewhere on the internet, I also have an interview with Carrie Pestritto, and an essay about my inspiration behind The Wardrobe Mistress over on Women Writers, Women’s Books.

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The Myth of ‘Let Them Eat Cake’

For many people, the first thing that jumps to mind upon hearing Marie Antoinette’s name is the phrase ‘Let them eat cake.’ This quotation is frequently ascribed to France’s doomed queen, given as her careless response to the famine affecting the people as the revolution began.

‘Let them eat cake’ is evidently a catchy phrase, because it’s been recorded in use multiple times, dating back to sometime earlier than 1737. It was first ascribed to a Spanish princess, Marie Thérèse, who was the wife of French king Louis XIV, who reigned several decades prior to the French revolution. Marie Thérèse’s apparent use of the phrase was slightly different, being more in reference to crusts of bread left in the pan.

In 1751, four years before Marie Antoinette was even born, the phrase was again attributed Madame Sophie of France and other times, to Madame Victoire of France. Sophie and Victoire were both great aunts of Marie Antoinette’s husband, Louis XVI, and high-ranking within the royal family.

But the most telling proof of its origin prior to Marie Antoinette’s reign as queen is that it can be found in Jean-Jacques Rousseau’s Confessions, which was a popular work during the queen’s lifetime. Completed in 1769 but not published until about twenty years later, the work contains the line, “At length I recollected the thoughtless saying of a great princess, who, on being informed that the country people had no bread, replied, “Then let them eat cake!”’ Sometimes it is translated as pastry, but the sentiment remains the same – an utterly naïve royal lady betrays a lack of comprehension and sympathy by making such a frivolous remark.

It must have been particularly frustrating for Marie Antoinette to hear slander that attributed the quotation to her. After all, she would have been familiar with Rousseau’s work since it was very popular at the time, and one of her closest ladies in waiting, Madame Campan, often read aloud to her. I had some fun writing this scene in The Wardrobe Mistress.

It’s often thought that the cake of the quotation refers to brioche, a rich type of bread, which could account for the alternate translation to pastry. The texture of brioche is a cross between pastry and bread, with an even crumb and a dairy-sweet flavour – due to the high butter content. The richest brioche (which the upper classes would have eaten) can contain up to 80% butter! It’s best baked in a metal tin, to create a delicate, hairline thin crust. Less decadent brioche is closer to 20% butter, and ranges in the middle can be baked as well.

It’s especially delicious with strawberry jam, as I can personally attest.

Since Marie Antoinette undoubtedly would have eaten brioche sometimes, even if she never suggested it as an alternative to plain bread for the peasants, I wanted to try baking it. My mom and I made it together, so now I can not only recommend brioche as tasty, if rich, but it was also a fun activity to do together. I couldn’t help but think of Marie Antoinette while I ate it, enjoying the connection to history.



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Six Surprising Facts about Marie Antoinette

Marie Antoinette is probably best known for her death, as a queen shockingly executed by guillotine at the height of the French revolution. But there’s lots more to know about her interesting and sometimes scandalous life. I’ve got six surprising facts about Marie Antoinette for you, as part of my countdown to The Wardrobe Mistress publication day on August 15th.

1). She came from a huge family

The daughter of Empress Maria-Theresa of Austria and the Holy Roman Emperor Francis I, Marie Antoinette had fifteen (!) siblings. Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna, as she was called before becoming a French dauphine, was the second youngest. All of them had royal titles.

2.) She had many hobbies

Since her reputation for fashion and trendsetting has lasted hundreds of years, this one might be surprising. Marie Antoinette’s interests ranged from riding – including sleigh rides, which she had fond memories of from her childhood in Austria – to gardening, interior decoration, the theatre, and music.

She decorated the royal property of Saint-Cloud in her favourite colours, also choosing the furniture with care. She preferred light colours like pale blue and green, as well as lavender grey. The Great Bathroom at Versailles was painted this colour, and decorated with sea motifs of shells and corals. She disliked orange and never wore it.

At her favourite retreat of Petit Trianon, she envisioned a romantic garden filled with trees, a paradise where one could wander in peace. She also enjoyed the jardin Anglais, a landscaped style of gardening the depicted an idealized view of nature with groves of trees.

3.) Before her marriage, she had her teeth straightened

Historical dentistry doesn’t sound appealing to anyone, but poor Maria Antonia had her teeth straightened at a young age. In fact, when she was ten years old, negotiations began for her marriage to the dauphin of France, and it was deemed important that she become more physically attractive to the French. This included a new hairstyle to play down her forehead (considered too high) and straightening her teeth. The early form of braces was a horseshoe-shaped device made of metal. Gold wire was threaded through the evenly spaced holes – much like modern braces, but a little more rustic and made of gold! It was called “Fauchard’s Bandeau”, named after Pierre Fouchard, who was significant to the development of modern dentistry and orthodontics.

As a new technology, and without the aid of any modern painkillers, the braces were likely quite painful. However, Marie Antoinette’s smile was considered quite charming and pretty, so it seems to have been a successful ordeal.

4.) She contributed to philanthropic efforts

Aside from being generous with her friends (which she was – sometimes she even had signature perfumes made for them as gifts), Marie Antoinette liked to help others wherever she could. She established a home for unwed mothers, and often made visits to poor families to distribute food and money. Once, before she was queen, her carriage accidentally ran over a wine grower. Marie Antoinette rushed out of the carriage to assist the wounded man, and paid for his family’s expenses for the next year while he recovered from a broken limb.

Two years before the start of the revolution, in 1787, she also provided grain for struggling families and downgraded the quality of grain for the royal family so that there was more to share.

5.) She was only nineteen years old when she became Queen of France

She had been dauphine of France for several years, but when Louis XV (the predecessor of Marie Antoinette’s husband, Louis XVI), passed away on May 10, 1774, she became queen. The late king had been ill for some time, and when the candle in his window was extinguished to show that he had succumbed to his sickness, all the courtiers who had been hovering outside his rooms stampeded toward Marie Antoinette and Louis, determined to be the first to pay compliments to the new rulers. Apparently the crash of their footsteps made a sound like thunder.

Together, Marie Antoinette and Louis knelt and prayed for their future, with the words “Dear God, guide and protect us. We are too young to reign.”

6.) She cared about the revolution and tried to help

In contrast to her husband, Louis XVI, who often remained indecisive, Marie Antoinette took action to address the issues spurring the revolution, and to protect the royal family. She met with ministers and ambassadors, and corresponded with other sovereigns. Her increased involvement in politics led the king to rely on her advice, and he occasionally baffled his royal ministers by leaving the room to consult with her if she was not present at the meeting. When France’s popular finance minister, Jacques Necker, was dismissed by Louis, she sought to appease the people’s outrage and persuaded Louis to reinstate him, even though she and Necker had not always agreed and were sometimes enemies.

It is worth noting, however, that in her youth, Marie Antoinette remained mostly indifferent to political schemes. She became more involved as political tensions rocketed dangerously high, at which time it was possibly too late.

 

I hope I’ve passed along some extra facts about Marie Antoinette besides that she said ‘let them eat cake’ – or did she? More details about the life of the scandalous French queen to come!

 


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Publication Day Approaches!

It feels like I’ve been talking about and excitedly anticipating the publication date for The Wardrobe Mistress forever. And it has been a year! But now the big day is actually within reach, and I will freely admit that I’m pretty much bouncing off the walls with exhilaration. I received my first copy in the mail and I can hardly describe the thrill of holding a real copy of a book I wrote! A bit surreal, but wonderful.

To share my excitement, I’ll be updating my blog more often in the next couple of weeks, counting down to pub day with lots of interesting facts about Marie Antoinette and the French Revolution. A few of them are guest posts elsewhere, so I’ll post the links on my own page as well.

Of course, I’ve written about Marie Antoinette and the French Revolution a few times here before, including her beloved dogs, that time she made a really bad decision, how researching her gave me luxurious tastes in hot chocolate, everything I learned about the guillotine, and how loyalty became a theme in The Wardrobe Mistress.

I’m also sharing pictures of historical fashion items, similar to what the characters might have worn, on my Instagram page.

Last thing, the prequel short story The Diamond Deception is still available as a freebie for newsletter subscribers. A copy gets emailed as part of the confirmation of sign up. I’ll close off this post with a snippet from the story.


The queen of France tosses the sheaf of papers aside, paying no attention as one of the pages drifts to the floor like a crisp autumn leaf.

“Henriette, you’ve made excellent time. I didn’t expect you to arrive until this evening.”

“With good roads and a fast coach, the road from Crespy is not so long.”

When she smiles, happiness sparking in her blue-grey eyes, I feel my own mouth curling in response. Her charm can be irresistible, and I’m glad she summoned me back from the country estate. The last few days especially, I’d felt quite ready to return to court and my position as the first lady-in-waiting to the queen. Since she’s currently at her beloved retreat of Petit Trianon, the pastoral village within the grounds of Versailles, instead of the grand palace itself, I can ease back into the structure of court life.

“And Monsieur Campan and the family are well?” Marie Antoinette rises from her seat on the sofa. The toes of her violet shoes peek out from under the white muslin fall of her skirt as she approaches.

“Yes, thank you. My in-laws are preparing for the grape harvest.” It’s kind of her to ask, especially since she always remembers names and details. The queen meets so many people that I’m proud she remembers my family. I suppose after the fifteen years I’ve spent at her side, serving as one of her femmes de chambre, she must feel almost as if she knows them.

As we chat, one of the queen’s other attendants quietly retrieves the scattered piece of paper, stacking it back into the pile.

“I was just rehearsing,” the queen says. “I think I wrote you that I’m to play Rosine? Le Barbier de Seville is quite an amusing play.” She reaches for the script, casting a brief smile to the helpful lady who straightened the papers. “I’d like to rehearse now, if that suits you. No one else reads as well as you, Henriette.”

“Of course, let’s begin.” Although it’s customary between us that I often read aloud to her, while she’s sewing or in the bath, the praise still settles over me like a beam of sunshine. I’m glad to see she is in good spirits; I’d wondered a little about that strange visit from Monsieur Boehmer, while I was away, but the issue must have been resolved.

“Leave us, please.” She dismisses the other ladies, fanning the script in the direction of the sideboard. “We had tea earlier. I think there’s some left, or lemonade, if you’re thirsty.”

I cross to the sideboard, relaxing under the more casual atmosphere of Petit Trianon. We’d rarely sit at such ease at Versailles, where there’s always an audience or a person wanting an appointment. I pour for myself, and also for her since I’m fairly certain she’ll want to moisten her throat after reading Rosine’s lines for an hour.

She takes the cup with a graceful dip of her head, sweeping her skirt aside to sit back on the sofa. There’s a rose leaf caught in the ribbon of the pale blue sash tied around her waist, and though I’m sure she’s unaware, it fits with the rustic, carefree charm of Petit Trianon. Marie Antoinette is always happier here, briefly escaping from the rigorous ceremony of daily life at Versailles. She can truly be herself here, enjoying flowers and fresh air and harmless amusements like plays.

As we rehearse, and I read for the other characters, the queen finds more strength in her delivery of Rosine’s lines. After an hour, she smooths the script pages against her lap, and sits back with a pleased smile.

“I think that will do. The performance is tomorrow. Just friends, of course, both acting and as audience members. I do enjoy these amusements at Petit Trianon.” Her smile fades, and after she finishes her lemonade, she clears her throat. “Henriette, I must ask you why you sent that dreadful jeweler, Boehmer, to me. He called unexpectedly, giving your name, but I would not see him. I have nothing to say to him.”

Dread clutches at me.  I certainly had not sent Monsieur Boehmer to Her Majesty. In fact, I’d told him the opposite.