“A jazz album, you say?”
“Yes! It’s coming out next summer, and it's called ‘Born for This’.”
Jeanne had finally recovered from her fainting the week before and was now in an interview. Leo had objected to this and wanted her to stay home for a little longer, but after some strong persuasion from Rosa, he gave in. Not that Leo didn’t trust her. he just wanted her to feel at her absolute best before she went out in public again. Simone, of course, was on board with this, as her daughter always held her fans’ best interests at heart.
Rosa sat on the set of a talk show that had requested to meet with her. She had to chuckle at how her father gave the host a stern talking to beforehand. He made sure they wouldn’t ask any personal questions about her health and personal lifestyle. Now, they were around 8 minutes into the interview, Rosa sitting up in semi-formal wear, a bright smile on her face. Judging the cheers from the excited audience, Jeanne thought that everyone loved the idea of a jazz album.
“Ah, how wonderful!” The host said with a gentle smile, looking at the girl beside them.
“Jazz is out of your comfort zone, yes?”
Many of her fans were rather swooning from this change. While Rosa’s music was rather beautiful in its operatic style, a lot of her fans had requested she would go back to her old upbeat technique for some time now. Rosa always took into account some of their pleas, unlike other artists she knew. But no one expected her to do jazz!
Rosa giggled a little shyly.
“Yes, jazz is very much out of my comfort zone. But even so, I believe that exercising diversity in music is healthy for a singer. My parents always help me with those decisions, to see what is the best route for me and everyone who listens to me.”
She was very careful not to stress the ‘diversity in music’ part. While every singer has many fans, they will also have many haters. There were a large group of people who bashed her because of her conservative clothing lifestyle. So many horrible words were thrown at her, she almost cried once. But of course, her fans were with her every step of the way and her parents did not hesitate to slam every bit of controversy she got. The music industry could be cruel sometimes.
The interviewer held his note cards in his hands, keeping a slight smile on his face. Clearly, it seemed he - and many people for that matter- were jealous of Rosalina for her tolerance of such things.
“We cannot wait to see what is in store this year! Madame Chevalieré…”
The two shook hands while the audience applauded wildly, happy for her return to the stage.
In the window, there was a caped figure, looking at the woman with hatred. He knew who she was, and wanted to put an end to her mission.
Just before it started.
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“...Queen Estelle, hm?”
“Madame Estelle le délicat.”
Francis blushed as he needed to be corrected, and nodded. Jeanne and himself were on a date in a quiet area in Parc Monceau that evening. She had decided to tell him more about his true ancestry and its origins. Francis had been begging her for the past few days, but Jeanne didn't want to confuse him even more, as this was still such fresh information. But alas, she gave in soon after he was practically at her feet.
Jeanne nuzzled up to Francis’ chest, their hands interlocked.
“The Stellarians called her ‘Madame Estelle la délicat’. The Queens all had many titles that their subjects gave them, each very diverse. Some were intelligent, dubbed by philosophers and others were symbolic, by poets. For your mother, it was ‘the delicate’, dubbed by young children. I was told they adored her.”
