Versailles Wild Rose

She hesitated, pulled the latch, and opened the door inward.

Half of Louis' face was exposed behind the crack of the door.

He pushed the door a little harder and stepped in immediately.

"Abby." He closed the door and hugged her.

"Let go."

"Don't let it go."

"Let me close the door."

He let go of his hand with a smile.

Abigail crouches down and reinserts the latch.

"Do you like the jewelry I gave you?"

"like."

"Put it on tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Amused him, "You don't have to call me 'Your Majesty' every time. Your Majesty is the mother, and you, I allow you to call me by my name."

He took off the long coat with red background embroidered with gold thread, and threw it on the floor casually, "If mother finds out that you are wearing the jewelry I gave you, she will know that you are already mine." He raised his eyebrows at her triumphantly Smile.

Abigail was speechless, "It is impossible for His Majesty to remember every piece of jewelry in the palace."

"That's also very simple. I will kiss you in front of my mother so that she will understand."

"You didn't speak to me at lunch, I thought you were afraid to tell His Majesty."

"Really? That's probably because you keep saying 'no.' You know, Abby, no one can always say 'no' to a king."

"You just said I could call you Louie."

"That's two things." He sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a ring on the bed sheet. "Have you worn a ring? I asked someone to choose a ring that suits you."

"I thought you picked it out." She took the ring and put it on her finger.

"I picked it, but I don't know much about rings." He was very satisfied, "Look, it's so beautiful!"

He grabbed her hand suddenly, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her face and neck indiscriminately, "Can I do it tonight?"

"No."

"Can't you? Okay, I've already given you so many jewels."

"Then take it back, I don't want it anymore."

"Take it back? The gift from the king, unless you are about to be beheaded, you will not be taken back." He pulled down the neckline of her nightgown with both hands, exposing her round and lovely shoulders.

"Your body is beautiful, Abby, when will you be willing to show your body to your king without reservation?"

"You can order me."

"Never, Abby." He showed a charming smile, "No one will refuse the king's order, but that would be boring. Even if I am not the king, my appearance, character, and body should be enough to attract you, that way , When you finally fall in love with me, I will be able to obtain enough happiness."

This man is really narcissistic!

It's too beautiful to think about!

She pulled up the neckline of her nightgown, "You should go."

He said dissatisfiedly: "You always want to drive me away early."

"Go to that—what lady."

"Which lady?"

"How do I know who you want to see? Or, which lady? They say you're in love with a girl named Mary. What's her last name?"

"Mancini."

"Do you love her?"

Louis XIV sighed softly, "I loved her."

"I heard that Bishop Mazarin sent her away, and His Excellency wants you to marry a Spanish princess."

"Yes. Did you hear my mother say anything about it?"

"heard about it."

"It's my uncle's daughter."

"You can only marry a princess, can't you?"

"A king can only marry a princess." He lay on the bed with some annoyance, hugging Abigail.She leaned tenderly against his chest. "But I don't necessarily need to love my wife."

"Ah!" She punched his chest in a gentle manner, "Look at what you said!"

"I can respect the title and status she gave her as queen, give her the best room in the palace, and give her a few children, but I will not fall in love with her."

She thought that their understanding of the word "respect" must be different.

"Isn't that what you women want?"

You can go away!

She cleverly left his embrace and got out of bed, "You go. There will be a garden party tomorrow, see you tomorrow, Louis."

The king's pride is that he doesn't need to use the title of "king" to order a girl to fall in love with him and offer herself to him, so he can't force her, and he can't use any dishonorable means to intimidate her, but it is possible to lure her .

The more lures the better, and those who come will not be rejected.

She put away her jewelry and went to bed happily.

In the morning, just after dawn, the maid Mary came to help her wash.

"Have you picked out the dress you're going to wear today? Let me tell you, you can't be compared to those ladies. You are the most beautiful noble lady in the palace, and no one can compare to you."

She thought for a while and asked curiously, "Have you met Miss Mary Mancini?"

"Yes. There are several young ladies in the Mancini family, none of whom are as beautiful as you." Mary tightened her corset.

"His Majesty likes Marie Mancini."

"Your Majesty was still very young then."

"Your Majesty is also very young now. The blue one, and the pair of blue shoes in the shoe cabinet."

Mary put on the dress for her and buttoned the pearl buttons on the back, "Miss, what hairstyle do you want today?"

"Braid your hair, coil it up from here, don't use the ends of the hair, so that it is scattered behind the neck." The pain of long hair is that you have to get up early to do your hairstyle.

Mary's hands and feet are very quick, and it only took 20 minutes for her hair to be done.

Abigail gave her an emerald butterfly barrette, "Wear this, left."

Mary fastened her hairpin carefully. "His Majesty likes you very much, miss, you are very lucky."

She smiled, "Your Majesty is like my mother, I respect and love her from the bottom of my heart."

After dressing up, he hurried to Anna's bedroom in Austria to have breakfast with her.

In fact, this is a well-paid job. Accompanying the hostess to eat, play cards, go shopping in the garden, and occasionally run errands to deliver a letter is much easier than social animal work in the 21st century.The queen mother will not scold her bloody for nothing, and the honorable queen mother does not care about trivial matters.

Of course, the working hours are far more than 8 hours, but she is not dissatisfied with food, housing and jewelry from time to time. Anyway, in this 17th century without computers, mobile phones and toilets, she has no other entertainment. Work overtime.

"Are you going to the garden party later?" Austrian Anna asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Your Highness has invited me."

"Very good, you spend more time with Philip." She noticed the emerald and pearl necklace on Abigail's neck, but she didn't think about it. There were so many jewels in the palace that she couldn't remember them all, nor had she seen them all. .

Philip came after breakfast.

"Mother, I have invited Mademoiselle de Barberion to today's garden party. I heard it will be a fun day."

Anna of Austria smiled kindly, "Take her to play, she has never seen these games in the palace."

"Your Majesty, let me take my leave. If you have any orders, please send someone to the garden to summon me." Abigail curtseyed briskly.

Philip also nodded slightly to his mother, "Mom, I'm going to play."

"Did your mother lend you the necklace?"

"No, Louis gave it to me."

Philip snorted: "At least he's not too stupid. I told him that you don't have any decent jewelry at all. If your neck is empty today, you will be laughed at by those chicks."

"Then I have to thank you."

He turned to face her with a smile, and pointed his finger on his right cheek, "Then I have to ask for a kiss."

She kissed him loudly on the cheek, "Is this okay, Your Highness?"

"Do you want me to teach you how to deal with my brother Wang?"

"do you need?"

"Need. You know, a king can always get what he wants—a woman, a victory, a throne. But there are many beautiful women, and he can love other girls and want to sleep with you; he can also marry another girl." the wife of a man who claims he loves you. A king never lies, but a king's love is unstable."

"Maybe I don't want his love."

"Don't want his love?" He was very surprised, "Then you are willing to be a tool just for venting? You are so stupid, Abby, the king's love can make you rich, and it can also make people bow down in front of you , getting the favor of the king is the most important thing you should do."

"You said just now that a king's love is unstable."

"Do you want to stay with him for the rest of your life?"

"No." She said simply.

"mistress?"

"Maybe."

"Be smart and don't undo your crony too quickly."

"how about you?"

"Me?" He was about to say something, when suddenly someone shouted behind them: "Philip!"

Abigail turned around and looked over: it was a slender girl with a fair complexion, wearing a long yellow dress with a topaz necklace, a court dress with a wide skirt, a large neckline that exposed her shoulders, and a corset The snow-white chest was exposed.

Not very beautiful, but young girls are always cute.