Flowers, Swords and France

After Charles and Charlotte stepped off the carriage, James Summer, a palace official in formal dress, came to them and bowed respectfully to them.

"Sir, Madam, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Please let me lead you in."

"Okay, thank you." Charles nodded to him gently. "Please arrange a place for us to stay first. As I said just now, my wife is feeling a little unwell right now and needs to find a place to rest first."

"There is no problem with that, sir." James Summer replied quickly, "I have reported the situation of the wife to His Majesty and His Highness a long time ago. They are both very worried about the situation of the wife and have told me to take good care of the wife...and , The palace has been making preparations to receive guests recently, and will never treat you two in any way. Well, now, I will take you two to rest. "

"Thank you for your kindness, sir." At this point, Charlotte next to her suddenly spoke, "However, I feel much better now. You don't have to worry about me. Please don't take me to rest. I would like to be able to do it as soon as possible." To meet Her Majesty the Queen..."

This was not because she was forcing herself to support herself for the sake of the Shire. In fact, she did feel much better - the Westminster district, where important political buildings are gathered, is probably the area with the best environment in London, plus it is now already It was noon, the haze had dissipated early, and the biggest problem that troubled her had automatically disappeared. She no longer felt dizzy as before, and even her nasal sounds had gradually disappeared.

"If that's the case, actually. You came at just the right time, ma'am." James Summer bowed slightly to Charlotte. "Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Prince are at the palace. You can't wait a few hours. They will receive you and sir."

How many more hours have to wait?

Upon hearing this, Charlotte couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

She wasn't used to waiting for anyone and didn't like the feeling.

Before getting married, she was born in a wealthy and powerful aristocratic family that was always proud of her family status. Her parents pampered her daughter very much, which had already made her develop an arrogant character that no one looked down upon; After marriage, her husband was also one of the most powerful figures in the country. Naturally, no one dared to disobey her wishes. Instead, he flattered her and accommodated her everywhere. Someone who was in that privileged position she had been in since she was a child. Naturally, she is not used to accommodating others - even if the person she wants to meet is Her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain, she is not used to this kind of waiting.

In Charlotte's eyes, the Hanoverian royal family is no more noble than Treville, and Saxe-Coburg-Gotha cannot be just an insignificant descendant among the thousands of German princes. There is no reason to be humble. .

However, although she was dissatisfied, she hid this emotion very well to the point where James Summer, a stranger, could not see it.

"Oh? Is that so?" She sighed innocently, "Then forget it, that's fine... Let's find a room to rest first. Put down our luggage by the way..."

"Okay, sir, I'll excuse you." Charles bowed to Mr. James Summer apologetically, and then put his arm around Charlotte, "It's really great to be treated like this by Her Majesty the Queen. It’s such an honor…”

While talking, he also deliberately squeezed Charlotte's palm, and then gave her a comforting look.

Others cannot see what Charlotte is thinking. But her husband, who has been with her for so many years, can naturally see it.

"Then please come with me, you two." Because the noble couple in front of them behaved so politely. So Mr. Summer showed a rare smile on his originally stiff and indifferent face, "Let me say one more thing - please don't be so cautious. Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness the Prince are both very easy-going people. I would like to meet them." They will also be very happy to have such an outstanding guest. After all, it is rare to chat and laugh with others after living in the palace for a long time. "

After saying that, he said no more, turned around and led the Trevilles into the huge building of Buckingham Palace. Because they had been informed, the guards along the way watched them and allowed them to move forward.

Soon, the two of them arrived at Buckingham Palace, walking along the long corridor towards the room where they would live, followed by a group of palace attendants who moved and saluted them.

As time gradually passed, the original excitement in Charles's heart slowly faded away, and he regained his composure.

That kind of envy and respect for the power of the British Empire will not make him look up to Britain. It will only arouse the kind of combativeness and arrogance in his heart, and he wants to get the same glory for himself.

Although Charlotte didn't have as many thoughts as her husband, she looked around curiously at first, but soon felt a little bored. After getting rid of the novelty, Buckingham Palace was no more luxurious than the Tuileries Palace, which she had been to many times, nor did it have any particularly beautiful furnishings. To her, it was a bit ordinary.

Because she was a little tired from walking, she just wanted to take a rest as soon as possible and then meet with Her Majesty the Queen as soon as possible.

Fortunately, this journey did not last long, and Mr. James Summer finally brought them to a room.

"Sir, Madam, please take a rest here first," James Summer opened the door first, and then made a gesture to invite you in. "I will go and report to Her Majesty the Queen."

"Okay, please go ahead. We can handle it ourselves." Charles smiled and nodded.

Then, he took Charlotte's hand and walked into the room.

After the palace attendants at the back brought in all their salutes and exited the room, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay down on the bed.

"Ah... I can finally take a rest..." She sighed tiredly, and it seemed that she was still not completely freed from the previous discomfort. "Char, find me something to drink. I always feel a little bored."

"Okay." Charles agreed immediately, then smiled and shook his head. "Charlotte, it's a rare opportunity for us to come to the royal palace in England. You have to cheer up!"

"It's not as comfortable as at home." Charlotte replied angrily, "Besides, what's so good about this palace? The British really don't have much interest..."

Charles didn't say anything at first, but walked to the wine cabinet in the bedroom, opened the cabinet, found a bottle of wine with a low alcohol content, and poured a glass carefully.

Then, he came back and carefully put the wine glass to Charlotte's mouth, who was leaning on the bed.

"Ah..." Charlotte lowered her head and took a breath. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed. "It feels much more comfortable now!"

"If you really feel uncomfortable, you should take a nap first..." Charles patted her cheek with some distress, "I will wake you up when Her Majesty the Queen summons our people."

"No, it doesn't matter to me anymore, as long as you stay with me and talk." Charlotte shook her head, "I lie down and sleep as soon as I come here. If word spreads, what dignity will we have? Ciel. Even you Needless to say, I also know that you are here with a heavy responsibility, and I can’t stand it if I give His Majesty a bad impression and ruin your plans.”

Such sincere words from Charlotte. Charles was deeply moved, and he couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed and hug his wife tightly.

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about what burden your performance will bring to me. Just do it in the way that makes you happy. The national interest lies in it. The British will not change their minds because of the Queen's likes and dislikes... To me Say, as long as you have fun on this trip, I will have achieved most of my goals.”

Charlotte's face turned slightly red, and she didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or Ciel's compliment.

"Although it sounds nice, if I really want to ruin your big business, I'm afraid you won't put on such a good face, right?" She reluctantly retorted to Ciel, but her face was full of smiles.

Then, she rested her head on Ciel's shoulder and closed her eyes slightly.

"I'm really curious, why is Her Majesty the Queen worried now?" After a moment, Charlotte suddenly murmured to herself.

"Huh?" Charles didn't understand why she suddenly asked this question.

"She already has everything a woman can have in this world... Isn't that enviable enough?" Charlotte frowned, obviously thinking about something, "A dazzling throne, a A good husband, a group of children, an empire that rules the world...could God really favor a person like this? If so, that would be too enviable..."

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"If you feel jealous, we can work harder..." Ciel smiled and poured another glass of wine, then drank it himself and held it in his mouth, "Although I can't let you ascend the throne. , but I can still give the child..."

Just when Charlotte was about to scold him for being immoral in shame and anger, Charles suddenly put his hands under her armpits and hugged her neck from behind. Then he lowered his head and kissed her heavily. He drank Charlotte, and then passed the wine in his mouth to the other side.

"Well..." Charlotte opened her eyes slightly and glared at Ciel. She was obviously dissatisfied with his inappropriate behavior, but she still drank the wine passed by her husband.

After a long time, the lips of the two people slowly separated.

"Why are you always so immoral!" Charlotte hit Ciel on the shoulder angrily, "We're all here now, do you still want to embarrass the Treville family?!"

"Don't worry, who can know now?" Charles replied nonchalantly.

"Even so, you can't..." Charlotte was still angry.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock at the door.

The two people stopped quarreling at the same time.

Is it the Queen's envoy who is here to receive us? The two people looked at each other and asked this question in their hearts.

Then, Charles immediately came to his senses, quickly took out a handkerchief from his body, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and then handed the handkerchief to Charlotte.

Under Charlotte's disgusted eyes, he calmly adjusted his clothes, then stood up and walked to the door.

Then, he opened the door gently.

Then, he froze.

Speechless for a moment.

"Charle, what's wrong? Is Her Majesty the Queen's envoy here?" Charlotte also slowly arranged her clothes at this time, then walked out of bed and greeted her husband.

Then, she suddenly found that her husband was standing at the door, looking at her with an embarrassed face.

Behind her husband, outside the door, stood a woman.

The lady looked to be in her thirties. Although she had become a little plump due to childbirth and was no longer as slender as when she was young, she did not look bloated. On the contrary, she looked noble because of her well-maintained and shiny skin.

She was wearing a luxurious dress, and a white veil was draped on the back of her head in the current fashionable style.

At this time, she was looking at herself with a half-smile.

Behind her, stood a middle-aged man of about the same age, who was very handsome but full of sorrow.

"Oh my God!" (To be continued...)