Flowers, Swords and France

"...Charlotte, my dear, I have been thinking of you every day since I said goodbye to you...I can't help but feel my heart break when I think that you have been away from me for so many days.

How are you and the baby? I was so excited that I almost cried when I learned that you were pregnant. Our glorious surname will be continued by you. But I know how much suffering you will have to endure in the next few months in order for me to have the honor of becoming a father! Thank you for your love and dedication, I will always be grateful to you.

I know you had a great time in Windsor and with the Queen. The English countryside is so charming that everyone will miss it. But I beg you, pity your husband, bid farewell to the Queen as soon as possible and return to him! He can't sleep at night because he misses you..."

Under the clear British sky, under the gaze of all the maids, ladies and Her Majesty the Queen, Charlotte read out some sentences from the letter in her hand in a show-off tone.

"These husbands are so annoying!" Then, she shook her head slightly, folded the letter and put it back into the envelope, and then sighed, as if she was very bored. "It's rare for us to go out to play, but they always love to spoil the scenery! He has never looked so anxious when I was around him!"

Following her insincere complaint, everyone present burst into laughter.

"Okay, don't blame poor Charles." After laughing for a while, the Queen finally stopped smiling and spoke kindly to Charles, "From my experience, when a man becomes a father for the first time, It's always different from usual, but they will get used to it later on. You don't have to be angry with him, it just means that he loves you. In fact, I am quite envious of you. My husband has not given me anything for a long time. I have written such a loving letter..."

"He was only affectionate at this time...because I gave him a child." Charlotte said bitterly, "Normally he is not so gentle."

"You've gone too far. From what I can see, Charles has always loved you very much." Her Majesty smiled and waved her hand. "Well, if you have so many complaints, you can just tell him yourself. What's the point of telling me? I'll let people make arrangements today. You go back as soon as possible. Let our poor Charles be freed from his depression as soon as possible. …”

"Humph, how can this be done? I'm here to accompany you, how can I leave first? Besides, your place is so beautiful, I don't want to leave here." Although she was happy, Charlotte deliberately refused to agree. . "I'd better write him a reply. Let him wait."

"Thank you for your compliments on Windsor, Charlotte." The Queen gently waved her fingers, making a gesture that she understood everything. "However, I cannot forcefully marry a husband against his will. Keep your wife by your side. Besides, if I really don’t let you go, I’m afraid you’ll miss your husband too much, right?”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Charlotte's face, and just as she was about to say something else, the Queen interrupted her with a smile. "Okay, stop talking. Charlotte, I have also come from your age. How could I not understand what you are thinking? Don't be stubborn. What's the point of being angry with your husband? Listen to my advice Come on, go back early and comfort our poor Charles..."

Under the Queen's smile, Charlotte's embarrassment became more and more intense, and finally she blushed and lowered her head.

"Okay...since you said so, then I will...I will go back early."

"That's right!" The Queen clapped her hands gently. "I will make arrangements today. You can leave tomorrow morning. Remember to take care of yourself along the way... Pregnancy for the first time is not that simple. If you are not careful, you will be in trouble."

"Thank you... Your Majesty." Charlotte kept thanking her, feeling a rare sense of guilt for deceiving her.

Along with the guilt. It is a sense of peace of mind after the plan succeeds. She was finally able to leave here according to her plan without causing any abnormalities.

Now it’s time to execute the next phase of the plan.

After walking with Her Majesty the Queen for a while, Charlotte slowly looked exhausted, and Her Majesty the Queen, who knew the pain of pregnant women, very considerately allowed her to take a rest first.

"It turns out that the French are still infatuated..." Looking at Charlotte's leaving figure, the smile on Her Majesty's face slowly disappeared. In the end, it became a mixed bag, as if a mixture of appreciation and pity, "It's a pity that her husband is not like this!"

Of course, Charlotte couldn't hear it.

According to her original plan, she held her own umbrella and walked leisurely in the wilderness, gradually getting away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

After she walked around her usual place for a while, the long-awaited voice finally rang in her ears.

"Charlotte, why did you come to see me?"

As expected, you didn't leave... Then don't blame me for being unkind.

With a joy that was almost mocking, a smile slowly bloomed on Charlotte's expressionless face, and then she slowly turned around and looked at the sparse woods next to her.

"Yes, there is something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Edgar de Treville slowly walked out from the sheltering trees and looked at Charlotte strangely. "Just tell me."

"I'm planning to leave here, probably tomorrow." Charlotte said bluntly.

"Ah?" There was unconcealable astonishment on the middle-aged man's handsome face, "You...what do you mean? You...you plan to run away? Have you forgotten our agreement?"

I haven’t forgotten, how dare I forget? snort.

"I admit that this is a bit sudden, but...I received a letter from Charles today. He said that he missed me very much and was worried about my pregnancy, so he asked me to go back to see him as soon as possible..."

"This silly boy! Doesn't he understand how happy he is that his wife is not around?" Edgar shook his head disapprovingly, obviously not understanding why his son didn't have fun while his wife was not around, instead of calling her back. "He must be too hasty, obviously..."

Under Charlotte's glare, the middle-aged man finally swallowed the rest of his words and smiled dryly.

"Okay, I understand. My stupid son wants you to go back to accompany him, but what about me? Are you going to leave me behind? This is not okay!"

"Of course I won't do this. No matter what, you are my cousin, how can I leave you alone?" Charlotte looked at Edgar coldly, "Besides, weren't you with me before? Did I threaten you? What might you do if I leave you?"

"Hey, what does a family say about threats or not? I'm just begging you, for the sake of family ties, not to abandon me. Is this too much to ask?" Edgar ignored Charlotte's gaze and smiled leisurely. He said, "If children don't care about family ties and don't care about their father's safety, can this world be saved? Besides, if children don't care about family ties, then why should a father care?"

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His words were straightforward and full of threats. Obviously, at the moment when his life was threatened, he was unwilling to leave Charlotte as a life-saving straw.

"You are right, so I planned to reject Charles's request at first." Charlotte was not angry, but frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, "However, I carefully After thinking about it, this may not be an opportunity for you and me, so I simply met with the Queen and asked her to agree to my departure. "

"Opportunity? What does this mean?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

Then, he immediately reacted, "Do you mean... to use this opportunity to take me away secretly?"

"Yes, that's what I mean." Charlotte nodded, "Isn't this an excellent opportunity? Agnes shouldn't be eyeing me now. I can take you away without leaving a trace as much as possible, and then leave in the middle Let you slip away. If you feel unsafe, I can even take you to London! Then you can buy a boat ticket and go wherever you like in London - except for France, of course. Isn’t it an ideal solution for you?”

The middle-aged man listened to her explanation carefully, and then became slightly moved.

"This makes some sense, but...how should I follow you and leave?" The middle-aged man still had some questions. "You're not going to go alone, are you? The British will be watching you."

"Yes, Her Majesty the Queen will arrange for someone to escort me away, but I am not a prisoner escorted by the British. Don't I even have the freedom to bring a guest?" Charlotte replied calmly, "You are a very irritating person. My favorite painter is also a Frenchman living here. I invite you to visit London and meet my husband. Is there anything wrong with this? "

It is indeed possible! Edgar thought for a while and found that this was not a big problem.

There's just one small problem.

"But what should I tell the Duchess? I...I just stayed with her for a while recently. If I leave suddenly, will she..."

Charlotte's brows furrowed again, and the look in her eyes made Edgar feel cold, and he quickly stopped talking.

"You seem to have forgotten... you are asking for help, and you have also forgotten that you are facing a life crisis." After staring for a moment, Charlotte finally spoke slowly, with a tone full of arrogance, "What the hell is this?" At that time, you were still thinking about what a lover should be How to get rid of it?! You can think about it yourself. I don’t want to say anything more to you! I have already given you directions. The rest is up to you. If you want to stay, just stay. Just tell me, don’t waste my time! That’s it, goodbye!”

After saying these words, Charlotte turned and left.

"Hey! Wait a minute, my good niece!" (~^~)