Versailles Wild Rose

"Henriette." Philip said lightly.

"Your Royal Highness." Abigail curtseyed.

Henriette Anne Stuart was the youngest daughter of King Charles of England and Princess Henriette Maria of France. Charles was tragically executed by the British Parliament for "treason" when Henriette was only 5 years old .

Henriette Maria was the younger sister of Louis XIII and the younger aunt of Louis XIV. After her husband died, she took her young daughter to live in the Royal Palace opposite the Louvre.The two palaces are just across the street, and Henriette Anne can be said to have grown up with the Louis Philippe brothers as childhood sweethearts.

Henriette was only 14 years old, still a naive girl.

When she appeared, Abigail could not stand beside Philip and had to step back.

On the contrary, Henriette held her arm affectionately, "Abigail, you are so beautiful today."

"Your Highness is truly beautiful. Look, even the roses are not as beautiful as you." Abigail pointed to the roses in the next flowerbed, and motioned for the attendants behind to pick them off.

The attendant cut the rose from the stem with a small dagger, trimmed off the thorns, and handed it to Abigail.

"Look," the tender yellow rose petals are delicate, like a 145-year-old young girl. "Your Highness, do you think the princess is beautiful?"

Philip said perfunctorily, "It's beautiful."

"Where's Louis? He's the master. Doesn't he like garden parties?"

"He should be over there." Abigail looked at the palace.The Louvre is very large and has several exits. The main entrance is in the middle of the palace, and there are also exits on the flanks, one of which faces the garden.

"What color will he wear today? I heard he will wear blue. I don't have a blue dress." Henrietta said annoyedly, "Abigail, your dress is beautiful. You wear blue." It's so beautiful. Oh! There's music playing over there, isn't Louis coming out?"

She was busy walking over there.

"Slow down, Your Highness, don't worry, His Majesty should be in the garden all day today." Abigail gently held her.

Everyone in the royal palace said that the British princess would either marry the king or the Duke of Anjou in the future. They were cousins ​​who grew up together, and their status and status were very similar.

There is no king in England now, and Oliver Cromwell, the Lord Protector, is in power. Both the Queen Mother Maria and Princess Henrietta hate Cromwell very much. It was the Lord Protector who ordered Charles to be executed.

Henrietta smiled apologetically, "Yeah, I don't need to worry."

"You can tell me what fun games there are at the garden party."

"Oh, it depends on what Louis wants to play. In the past, there would be sideshows and plays, lots of good food in the afternoon, fireworks after dark, and lots of dancers." Henrietta is now a A 14-year-old girl who chats non-stop with her girlfriend.

"That must be fun. I was brought up in the country, and I've never seen the excitement in a palace."

"Have you never seen a farce?"

"Yes, but not very funny. My father thought the jokes were too nasty for young girls."

Henrietta burst out laughing, "Your father is so funny."

Philip asked: "Have you written to your father?"

"I've written it. I'll send it to Rouen in the morning. My father will bring my brother to Paris. Your Highness will meet my brother first, okay?"

"Is your brother as beautiful as you?"

"See what you say!" Abigail glanced at him. "My brother is handsome, but he's boring, and you won't like him."

While they were talking, a pink piggy with a fake horn made of gold foil on its head ran swiftly past them, making Henrietta scream in fright.

Soon, crowds of excited men and women ran past them, shouting and shouting.

"Grab it! Grab that unicorn!"

People shouted wildly.

Abigail looked puzzled and grabbed Henrietta.Philip also hurriedly stopped them behind, and together with the attendant, they hurriedly pushed away the over-excited people who were about to bump into them.

"Brother Wang has come up with some fun game." After the large group of people ran away, Philip muttered, "Go and ask people, what are they chasing after?"

The attendant took orders and went.

Louie was talking to a slender girl in a long orange dress.The girl had a shy face and lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at him.Louis' attitude was very intimate, and as he spoke, his face was almost pressed against the girl's face.

Henrietta laughed secretly, "Look, which lady did Louis see again?"

Abigail chuckled, "I heard that many ladies came here today."

"There are always many young and beautiful girls in the palace," Philip said coldly, "He never worries about having no one to sleep with him."

"Your Highness—" Abigail called him just now, but seeing Henrietta's indifferent face, she immediately realized that she was still looking at Henrietta with the thinking of later generations.The girl who grew up in the Louvre was not "simple" at all. She had seen a lot of these things since she was a child, and she turned a blind eye to these romantic affairs of the royal family and nobles.

Like other girls, Henrietta was raised according to the social norms of this era, except for their different status. This is the tragedy of the era, but not their fault.

She frowned slightly.

"Well, it's nothing. He's the king, and he can do whatever he wants." Henrietta didn't care. "Come on, come with me to see him."

She pulled Abigail over.

When the girl in the orange dress heard footsteps, she hurriedly stepped back a few steps in a panic.

Louis took her hand very intimately, "Christine, you haven't met my younger brother, Philip, Duke of Anjou."

"Your Highness." Christine blushed and curtseyed.

"My cousin, Princess Henrietta Stewart of England."

"Your Royal Highness." Christine curtseyed again.

Louis glanced lightly at Abigail, "This is my mother's beloved maid, Countess de Barberion."

"Hi, miss." Christine nodded slightly.

"Hi, miss." Abigail also nodded slightly.

"It's Christine's first time attending the garden party at the palace, and I invite her to visit the garden with me. Philip, Henrietta, you can also get up."

He deliberately left out Abigail.

Louis was very proud of his assets, and Lou introduced the layout of the garden to Christine, including flower gardens, trees, pools and fountains, and asked the gardener to pick a large basket of yellow roses for Christine.

Christine didn't know whether to accept the rose, hesitated, dared not accept it, but dared not refuse it.In the end, he was very tangled and took the flower basket.

Henrietta said mischievously: "Louis, it's inappropriate for Miss Lu to hold the flower basket like this."

"Then let Miss de Barberion hold it for you." Louis glanced at Abigail.

Abigail was a little angry, but with a smile on her face, "Yes, Your Majesty." She took the flower basket.

Christine looked dizzy.

Philip rolled his eyes at Louis's back unceremoniously, and whispered to Abigail, "Look! He's so naive! He did it on purpose!"

Of course he did it on purpose.

Abigail didn't come here to be a servant, he sent roses to please the beauty, so she can only be a tool person?Think too much.She waved for a footman with a tray.

"Put down the tray, take the flower basket, and follow Your Majesty." She handed the flower basket to the servant, took the wine glasses on the tray, gave Philip a Henrietta cup, and took a glass for herself.