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Time jump: 1858
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"Matthieu, don't stay out too long. Paris is dangerous, alright? Promise me." "Yes mommy, I promise.", my 10-year-old said. "Good, buddy.", Courfeyrac said. Then Matthieu left. He ran into the busy streets of Paris.

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A knock was heard and I opened the door. I saw guards standing in front of my door. "May I help you?" "Your majesty. Your cousin, he's dead. We need you to come in the palace immediately.", he said. "No, France is a Republic." "Your majesty.", he said. "You should do it. Do it for France." "You'll return back here when a new ruler is chosen.", he declared.

"Under one condition: my husband and my son both come with me. I am not leaving them behind. Not again. If I have to return to my duties, then my family shall join me.", I said. "Of course, your majesty.", he said, bowing one again. "Please stop bowing. It's annoying.", I hissed. "I'll get Matthieu. We'll meet you in the palace.", Courfeyrac said. Then he ran off.

I was sat in a carriage. My heart broke at the thought of my cousin, who had just died. He was alone and he had no one around him when he died.

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I felt awful. Once again my life was filled with those dresses. At least my family was going to be here. Sooner or later, Courfeyrac and Matthieu arrived. "Mommy, what are we doing here?" "I fear we have to stay here for a few days. A, would you get him some toys here? He will need them. I would get them but the guards won't let me go.", I begged.

"No worries món chérie. Do you need anything else?" "I don't. Do you Matthieu?" "My stuffed animal which Jehan gave me for my 8th birthday.", he whined. "Alright buddy. I'll get it for you.", he said. Then he walked out of the hall (and probably got lost in the palace). "Do you want to see your room? It's a big room and a big bed, just like mommy's and daddy's bed.", I said. His eyes widened.

"YES, I WANT TO SEE IT.", he squealed out of excitement. "Alright, then let's go.", I said, taking his hand. I showed him a little around the palace, showed him portraits of me as a young child. "Mommy? Were you a princess? Like a real princess?" "Oui, I was. But back then, when I was born, a princess was even more than the daughter of my cousin.", I told him.

We kept walking and soon we reached his bedroom. I opened the big doors and he gasped in surprise. "I know it's not as cool as the room at home—." "This is perfect.", he yelled, jumping on the bed. "Mommy, am I a prince now?" "Yes, you're my prince. Perhaps not to France, but for me and daddy, you are.", I said, kissing his forehead.

I hope this nightmare was going to end soon.

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"Monsieur Durand, I believe my cousin, Antonio Nagy, has the power France needs. He's a french citizen, his mother was Hungarian, his father was the mayor of France. What else is there to discuss?", I asked. "Your majesty, with all respect, your cousin is only 21." "I did not ask for his age. I am aware of that. I was 21 when I was arrested. 26 years ago.", I explained.

"I don't think he is a proper replacement.", he defended. "Oh he is. I know my cousin. And I know that he wants the best for France.", I explained. "Your majesty, what about you as a queen?" "Monsieur Durand, I believe I made myself clear. Ever since my father died, France has been a Republic. That uprising in 1832 opened people's eyes. Young people died for a Republic and I gave it to them.", I yelled.

"Of course your majesty. I will make sure he gets informed about this. You may have a proper conversation with him tomorrow.", Monsieur Durand said before bowing and leaving. I sat back down. My head was throbbing. I felt hands massaging my shoulders. "Món chérie, you're amazing. But you need sleep to be even more amazing.", he whispered. "I'm so glad you both are here.", I whispered.

"I know, me too.", he said, before taking my hand and dragging me through the dark halls into the bedroom.

(A/n: the "palace chapter" is back but only temporarily. Don't worry, soon everything will be different. It was needed right now. Anyways, I hope you still enjoy this chapter )

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