Flowers, Swords and France

From the moment he learned that Charlotte had gone to the small reception room, Charles felt that something was wrong.

Although he didn't know what would happen, the fear in his heart suddenly rose. He didn't want to think about it anymore and immediately rushed over there.

Sure enough, as soon as he rushed to the door, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside. Charlotte!

"Charlotte, why did you get here?" In order to stop the quarrel between the sisters, he shouted quickly.

Then, he walked into the room and looked seriously at the three women beside the chessboard.

Because of the fast running, he was slightly out of breath, but he hid it well.

"You guys...what's going on?"

The moment he ran in, the obvious confrontation between the two parties suddenly disappeared, and turned into a masked indifference filled with hatred.

Fran's originally flushed face soon returned to its original state, with a calm demeanor, as if nothing had happened.

Charlotte cast a sharp gaze over and conveyed the message "Wait for me!", then looked away, and her usual smile reappeared on her face.

The Marquis de Leoland also felt a little overwhelmed by the sudden end of the quarrel. She glanced at the two sisters secretly, and then looked at Charles, as if she understood something. Then, she hesitated to speak, and finally just shook her head slightly, sighed, lowered her gaze, and stopped talking.

"Charle, you finally came out...?" Charlotte looked at Charles with a smile, as if nothing really happened just now.

"Well, it's out." Charles nodded, his eyes still on the three girls, "What happened just now? Did you quarrel?"

"No." Charlotte denied Ciel's question with a smile, "We were just chatting..."

"Just chatting?" Charles asked suspiciously. "Really?"

Does chatting need to make such a big noise?

Charlotte still smiled and didn't answer, and Fran was also silent. Charles knew that they must be perfunctory.

So, he set his sights on Mary.

After feeling Charles's gaze, Mary felt a little on pins and needles. After being stunned for a while, she secretly sighed at her bad luck and accidentally got involved in such a thing, and then she had to speak.

"Miss Treville came in just now and said she wanted to help Fran learn these things..." She pointed to the account books on the table, and then winked lightly at Ciel.

"Oh, is that so?" Charles immediately understood what she meant and immediately responded vaguely.

Although he knew that the matter would definitely not be that simple, he did not want to delve into it. His intuition told him that if he pursued it any further, it would definitely make everyone very unhappy.

Then he immediately looked at Charlotte and made a gesture.

"Let's go over there and talk...?"

"Is it useful?" Charlotte walked towards Charles, kept looking at him, and then followed him out of the door and into the corridor. "The answer is very simple. Either agree or not, just one sentence is enough. Do you need to go out of your way to say it? Charles, are you going to serve in the National Guard?"

Charles couldn't help but frown, and then he answered in a low voice.

"Ah, okay, I'll go. I asked grandpa, and he agreed with my idea. That's it."

"After all, he is an old soldier! I knew he would not abandon our motherland!" Charlotte praised the old Marquis with joy, and then suddenly threw herself into Charles's arms, wrapping her arms around him. My neck, hugged him. "Char, I really want to see you in that uniform! You will look so handsome!"

Her joy and excitement seemed to be not only because the Marquis of Treville and his grandson had chosen the right position, but most of it seemed to come from the feeling of "He is finally willing to listen to me, thank God!" Feeling.

For Charlotte, what could make her happier than her lover following her wishes?

Caught off guard, Ciel was hugged by her. He reacted immediately after a moment, and then tried to push Charlotte away, but Charlotte held her very tightly.

"You can definitely be an officer there. I think you have to be at least a company commander. That would be worthy of our last name! Wasn't that what our ancestors were like when they joined the army? It was great back then, and you could work directly for the generals. Adjutant! His Majesty Louis XV returns it. Our ancestors awarded medals! It's a pity that the mob destroyed that good era! ...Oh, I'm sorry, Charles, I didn't mean your grandfather, he was a good soldier, the bravest and most priority officer... At this point, I I just want to curse Louis-Philippe. Damn you, this heinous usurper not only messed up the country, but also messed up the army. He actually made the defenders of France wear disgusting red trousers, looking like gaudy red toads. ! Some idiots dare to do this! Wearing such clothes to show off in front of a girl is simply shameless! However, Charles... don't worry, this is only temporary. When His Majesty Henry V comes back, His wise Majesty will definitely change the uniforms back to their original holy white. …”

The great excitement made Charlotte almost incoherent, and she kept holding Charles and mumbling to herself.

Sorry, Charlotte, it turns out that this country failed you later, and finally turned its military uniforms into light yellow, like a prairie dog... Ciel couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But soon, he woke up from his complaints, and then he saw the people behind Charlotte.

There are servants covering their mouths and laughing - okay, so on and so forth, let them laugh if they like.

But... two other people also appeared at the door.

His sister, like a ghost, also appeared at the door, quietly watching the two people embracing each other. Her face was pale and expressionless, but there seemed to be some black mist in her eyes.

After being swept away by this sight, Charlotte suddenly felt his whole body stiffen and his back felt cold.

Then, he quickly put his hands on Charlotte's shoulders, and finally pushed Charlotte away.

"Okay, okay, I understand." He whispered to Charlotte, "Now you have got the answer you want, right? Then go back and talk to your grandpa, and tell him to go early Make arrangements for me, that’s it!”

"Okay, Ciel." Although Charlotte was a little dissatisfied with Ciel's indifference, she still nodded, "I'll go back and tell them right away."

Then she turned around and found Fran.

Then, with that unpleasant smile, she nodded "friendly" to the girl in front of her, and then waved gently, as if she was really encouraging.

"Miss Treville, I haven't seen you for a few months. I'm glad to see you again. I wish you all the best in your studies. Your brother and I are also looking forward to your growth..."

Although her words were impeccable on the surface, Fran must have understood the underlying meaning.

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Fran still looked at Ciel, as if she hadn't heard Charlotte's words.

Ciel, who felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Fran, did not dare to meet her gaze again.

"Okay, Charlotte, go back, I'm still waiting for your confirmation!" He said again.

"Okay, Charles." Charlotte, who had won a great victory, was obviously in a good mood. She looked away from Fran again, and then never looked at her again, "Then won't you give me a gift? "

Ciel frowned slightly.

"Do you still remember our spring outing? Do you hope..." Charlotte was still smiling, but her voice suddenly dropped very low. However, a red cloud suddenly appeared on her face, letting others understand that her heart was obviously not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

"You...you guy!" Charles felt a lump in his throat. He cursed softly, and then had to stretch out his hand.

He didn't dare to look at his sister anymore and turned around quickly.

"I love you too!" Charlotte suddenly shouted loudly, and then with a satisfied smile, she reached out and took Charles's hand.

Then, she held Ciel's hand and walked step by step towards the door of the mansion.

It wasn't until he walked out of the living room that Charles relaxed a little, and the mountain of pressure finally subsided.

"Charlotte, I'm warning you!" His face returned to seriousness and he said to Charlotte in a deep voice, "No matter what happened, you must not talk about what happened before in front of my sister!"

"What happened before? What?" Charlotte deliberately pretended to be stupid, "Are you referring to the fun things we played together when we were children? Or are you referring to the things that happened when we were in love at that time? I remember all of these clearly? "

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Charles' voice became a little more stern, "You know what I mean! If you dare to mention to my sister that we went to Giverny those days, I will let you know the consequences! "

"Why?" Charlotte asked.

"No reason." Charles shrugged, "Just do as you are told."

Ciel knew that over the years, Charlotte had never violated anything he had said to Charlotte in such a tone - except for the one where she gave up her royalist position.

"Charle, don't make it sound like we have done something shameful! Have we done anything wrong?" Charlotte looked at Charles dissatisfied, "How can single men and women like you and me go without love? Do you have the right to go wherever you like and associate with whomever you like? No, we can do whatever we like! She is just your sister, not your wife, and she has no right to control you!"

"This has nothing to do with you." Charles replied calmly, "You can't tell her anyway. It's best not to tell anyone."

Under Ciel's cold gaze, Charlotte said nothing more. She looked at Ciel angrily, and then fiercely shook off Ciel's hand.

"Goodbye." Charles watched Charlotte board the carriage and leave.

………………

When her brother was seeing the guests off, Fran was still standing at the door blankly, the scene she had just seen kept replaying in her mind.

Mary walked over worriedly and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes. "Flan, what's wrong?"

"Am I too lenient with him?" Fran seemed to be asking her, but also asking herself. (To be continued.)