Chapter 1: In the Waves of New Destiny, Part 2

TRANSLATION BEGINS

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# Schönbrunn Palace, Austria
Mercy:	Have you called for me, Your Majesty?
Maria Theresa:	Oh, Count Mercy! Do come closer! Count Mercy, I can't help worrying about my dear Antoinette in France. The girl is so sweet and cheerful that she charms everyone she meets, but she hates to think deeply about things. She's still so young that she can't disguise her own feelings at all.
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Maria Theresa:	I wonder if my Antoinette would turn out poorly because of her pampering by the French court. Would she use her rank to avoid her studies and play all day? Oh Count Mercy, do go to France and serve my Marie Antoinette! Kindly guide her through the ways of court for me!
Mercy:	Your Majesty! As you wish, I, Count Mercy, will devote myself wholly to my duties.
# Paris [ Rosalie runs home. ]
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[ door closes: creak ]
Rosalie:	Oh Mom, the lines in front of the bakeries are awful! Even a loaf of bread draws a large crowd nowadays! Mom, are you thinking about Jeanne again?
Nicole:	Huh? Er, no ...
Rosalie:	Jeanne has always dreamed of living like a noble and got her wish now. It's truly amazing, isn't it. Sometimes I wonder whether Jeanne and I are indeed sisters.
< p.103 >
Nicole:	[ jerk ]
Rosalie:	Maybe it's God's will ... perhaps it's the most fortunate path for Jeanne. After all, I'm not pretty like Jeanne. Heh heh ... Jeanne and I are indeed different, aren't we.
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Nicole:	Wh- What are you saying, Rosalie? Instead of Jeanne, you, you are the one who is ...
Rosalie:	Mom? What's wrong, Mom? Heh heh ... for goodness' sake, stay in bed! Now I'll make you some soup with those potatos our dear neighbor gave us.
# Residence of the Marquis de Boulainvilliers
< p.105 >
Women:	Have you heard about the pretty girl that Mme. de Boulainvilliers has taken in? Oh, she's a descendent of the prominent house of Valois, isn't she? Well, I'd love to meet her then!
Boulainvilliers:	Why, yes! She came from an estate in the country. [ chuckle chuckle ... ] I'd like to give her some lessons and teach her etiquette while she's in Paris. How are we doing, Jeanne? Are you ready yet?
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Boulainvilliers:	Wow, there's no question about your noble birth! You look fabulous, Jeanne! Now, pay attention to your speech and move gracefully. Remember, you're a distant relative of mine, okay?
Jeanne:	{{ Of course I will! I'll do all I can to achieve my dream! Why, I've memorized those difficult rules of etiquette, studied and practiced horseriding, dance, and piano ... all for my dream to come true! }} Er, Mme. de Boulainvilliers.
Boulainvilliers:	Shh ... call me Madame Aunt.
Jeanne:	Yes, Madame Aunt. I was wondering when you would take me to the Palace of Versailles with you.
< p.107 >
Boulainvilliers:	Oh my, you are quite ambitious! [ chuckle chuckle ... ] Unfortunately, we have not been invited to the Court yet.
Jeanne:	{{ Oh, so there are various ranks even among the nobles. The Madame is quite kind, but her family isn't prominent enough to gain admission. Just when I thought I was thrilled ... My ambitions are much, much grander! I want to enjoy life in the Palace just like the Queen! I'll do whatever it takes to reach my goal! Whatever it takes!
< p.108 >
Antoinette:	Oh, Count Mercy! [ shake shake ] I miss you so much! Oh dear, I miss you so! How is my mother? And how about Sir Gluck? Oh, how are things in Austria? Gosh, French is all I speak every day. It's so rigid!
Mercy:	Lady Antoinette, we miss you very much too. I have come to court as your mother's, Maria Theresa, envoy.
Antoinette:	{{ Does this mean ... }}
< p.109 >
Antoinette:	[ flashback to Maria Theresa ] {{ Listen, you must not neglect your studies or put off your reading. Make sure you read my journal for advice on the 21st day every month. }} [ scoot ... ] Um, indeed it's been a while, but I haven't neglected my studies at all. Honestly I haven't.
Mercy:	[ tsk ] Well well, just as I thought!
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[ Antoinette and Mercy walk into the garden. ]
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[ Birds singing in the background ]
Antoinette:	Isn't this a beautiful garden? We even opened it to the lowly commoners on my wedding day.
Mercy:	By the way, Lady Antoinette, have you seen His Highness the Crown Prince?
Antoinette:	Oh, His Highness is cooped up in the workshop making padlocks again.
[ Mme. de Dubarry and the other ladies curtsy. ]
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Antoinette:	[ snort! ]
Mercy:	{{ Um, that woman called Dubarry is certainly the King's mistress. Still, Lady Antoinette doesn't seem to like her at all. }}
Courtiers:	It's been months already! And still not a single word! Hee hee, of course Mme. de Dubarry would be stomping furiously! Look how red her face is! Fine, I'll bet on Lady Antoinette! Oh, then I'll bet 5,000 livres on Mme. de Dubarry!
< p.113 >
Mercy:	{{ Then ... Lady Antoinette is challenging the King's favorite openly!? My God! If the King becomes upset over this ... }}
[ bang! ]
< p.114 >
Women:	[ Ah! Oooh! ] Over there! Ah, I wonder who shot the fox!
Louis Auguste:	Whew! Oscar, you beat me again!
Oscar:	No, Your Highness, it's you who fired the fatal shot.
< p.115 >
Women:	Look, Oscar is with His Highness! Well, then does this mean Oscar has sided with Lady Antoinette? Oh, how lovely, Oscar!
Dubarry:	{{ Oh that's right! If I could get Oscar to support me, then all the ladies in court would definitely come to me. Yes, I'll start with Oscar's mother ... }}
< p.116 >
Noailles:	Well, please leave the chamber. Now the Queen shall prepare for a change of dress.
The three aunts:	[ click clack ... ]
Noailles:	Oh, please hurry. The noon mass has already begun. His Highness is also waiting for you.
Antoinette:	{{ Make-up, meals, dressing up, mass, nightly parties ... displaying all these customs and manners in front of so many people ... This is maddening! }}
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Antoinette:	{{ Oh I want to be free! To play and go wherever I please! To laugh and laugh and chat away ... Oh, just like the old days ... }} My dear aunts!
The three aunts:	Oh, it's terrible! That woman has ...
Antoinette:	You mean that shameless Dubarry?
The three aunts:	She has asked His Majesty to have Oscar François' mother serve as her lady-in-waiting!
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Antoinette:	What? To make Oscar François' mother serve as her lady-in-waiting?
The three aunts:	Oh, I know what's going on. That whore is trying to ride on Oscar's popularity. Despite her unseemly rank, she wants to challenge the Crown Princess! Of course, it's silly to think she'll prevail over the highest ranking lady with such a ruse.
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The three aunts:	But how could our dear Antoinette be snubbed by that woman! We won't allow it! That's right!
Antoinette:	{{ Oscar François de Jarjayes ... }} Very well, I shall ask His Highness to assign Oscar François' mother to me! As my head lady-in-waiting!
The three aunts:	[ whew ]

< p.120 >
[ At the Jarjayes house ]
Oscar:	What!? They asked for Mother!?
Granny:	Lady Oscar ... Please don't get upset, my Lady. I'm just teasing you ... Um, whose lady-in-waiting would you prefer for the Madame, Mme. de Dubarry or Lady Antoinette? Now ...
Oscar:	Shut up!
Granny:	My La- ...
General Jarjayes:	[ frown ]
Granny:	Er, Monsieur Oscar.
< p.121 >
Oscar:	I know the reason very well. They are making me choose between Dubarry and the Crown Princess! [ Grrr ... ]
André:	Hey Oscar, calm down! The choice is all up to you. But if you think of the long run ...
Granny:	André! How dare you speak to my Lady this way! Have you forgotten your station? [ whip whip ] How did you think you could go freely about court otherwise?
André:	Wahhh! Forgive me, Granny!
Oscar:	No! I will not let Mother get dragged into this sort of court quarrel!
< p.122 >
General Jarjayes:	Oscar, it's the King's order.
Oscar:	[ twitch ]
General Jarjayes:	It's a generous of His Majesty to allow the Jarjayes to choose between Mme. de Dubarry and Lady Antoinette.
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Oscar, I don't mind either one. I'll go with whoever you choose.
Oscar:	[ clench ]
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Oscar:	{{ With either one it'll be difficult for Mother. But if I must choose one, it'll be the wife of the rightful heir to the throne, Lady Antoinette ... Not the lowly Mme. de Dubarry who manipulates the King with her body, even if she wields the greatest power in court now. }} Very well. Father ... It ... will be ... Her Highness, the Crown Princess.
General Jarjayes:	Good!
Granny:	Oh how lovely, Madame! Why, you'll be the head lady-in-waiting!
< p.124 >
Oscar:	{{ Mother, I shall protect you wherever you go, always! }}
# On the following day, rumors of Marie Antoinette's first victory over Mme. de Dubarry spread throughout the Palace of Versailles.
Dubarry:	I hate you! I hate you! [ Rippp! Twist! ] I hate you! That rookie Oscar is rebelling against me! Grrr, how dare her mother let her do this! Just wait! I won't allow it!
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Dubarry:	Your Majesty! I beg you, do something!
Louis XV:	Oh, not this again! Give me a break, would you? Haven't you gotten all the diamonds, carriages, and stuff you could ever want?
Dubarry:	That's not it! I simply won't tolerate humiliation from such a snobbish girl! I will not allow myself to become the laughingstock of the entire court! As long as that little redhead refuses to speak to me, my presence is not formally recognized in court! [ blab blab ] I'm so insulted! [ blab blab ] It's an insult to Your Majesty too! Your Majesty is obligated to protect my interests! Your Majesty!
Louis XV:	[ pant ]
< p.126 >
Louis XV:	Fine! As you wish, damn it! Servant! Bring Countess Noailles to my room!
Servant:	Yes, Your Majesty.
Noailles:	[ tap tap rush rush ] I have something serious to tell you! His Majesty himself has just warned me to watch Lady Antoinette's behavior toward Mme. de Dubarry!
< p.127 >
The three aunts:	Heh heh ... don't worry! His Majesty must have buckled under that woman's bawling!
Mercy:	{{ It's His Majesty? Then it is a serious matter! It could lead to a crisis in the Austro-French alliance! A crisis in the alliance! }}
[ In Austria ]
Maria Theresa:	Um ... Dubarry ... I've heard of her name, but could Marie, er, could she cause such a fuss?
Kaunitz:	Count Mercy sent the news via dispatch, so the situation must be serious. Your Majesty, I beg you to write a letter to Lady Antoinette immediately!
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Maria Theresa:	{{ But ... oh, what shall I do? I can't do this. I've always told her that the worst vice for a woman is to sell her body to men and become their mistresses. How could I tell my own daughter to be civil to a woman like that? Yet, we must not defy the King of France. }} Kaunitz, I'd like you to write the letter to Marie.
Kaunitz:	Your Majesty.
Maria Theresa:	As the Imperial Chancellor, inform her that her actions have threatened our political relations.
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[ At Versailles ]
Mercy:	"Therefore, to insult those whom the King has adopted as members of his circle is to insult the King as well."
Antoinette:	All right, all right, Count Mercy. I understand what he means. {{ What on earth!? That old Kaunitz is so presumptious and has no right to interfere with my affairs! But how did everyone in Austria find out about this? }}
Women:	So Lady Antoinette received a letter from the Imperial Chancellor of Austria! Well, he must be trying to talk Lady Antoinette into doing all sorts of things.
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Women:	Look, Monsieur Oscar is tagging right behind Lady Antoinette! Oh, that's because she's worried about her mother. Who knows what Mme. de Dubarry will do when she gets angry.
< p.131 >
Women:	Well, Mme. de Dubarry seems to be in a good mood today. Oh, so that letter ... Hmm, perhaps Lady Antoinette will address Mme. de Dubarry today.
Dubarry:	[ snicker ] {{ I was born as a lowly commoner in the slums and managed to obtain the title of Countess. I have acquired everything I'd wished for -- the King's love and the full authority, diamonds, dresses, and castles. Now I'll make the Crown Princess address me and realize who has the most power! }}
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[ Antoinette and Dubarry exchange looks. ]
Antoinette:	{{ No! I won't address that woman even if it's the King's order! I'd be acknowledging the presence of prostitutes and mistresses in court! I simply won't allow it! It no longer has to do with my aunts tell me. It's me. Yes, it has to do with my personal dignity and pride as the Crown Princess! }}
< p.133 >
Antoinette:	{{ I won't say a single word! I'll keep my lips sealed and show only scorn to that woman! After all, I'm the true Crown Princess of France! }}
< p.134 >
Dubarry:	[ shake tremble shake ] I can't stand it any more! [ sob ] Please, Your Majesty! Fire Oscar's father, General Jarjayes! Send her mother to the Bastille! Banish everyone who sides with that girl!
Louis XV:	{{ Why!? No one has dared to defy my order before. People are always trying to win my favor. Yet, that little wife of my grandson has openly ignored the order from me, Louis XV, the King of France! }}
< p.135 >
Louis XV:	{{ The order from Louis XV, the King of France! }}
[ knock knock ]
Messenger:	By order of the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs, your presence is requested for a consultation at the private apartment of Mme. de Dubarry.
Mercy:	{{ From the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? At Mme. de Dubarry's private apartment? Mme. de Dubarry's private apartment, instead of the King's official audience chamber? Then it has to with Lady Antoinette ... at last ... }}

< p.136 >
Louis XV:	Count Mercy, it's kind of you to come during your busy day.
Mercy:	Er, it's no trouble at all. Your Majesty appears in good health as always.
Dubarry:	We appreciate it very much, Count Mercy. The Empress of Austria is also in quite good spirits, isn't she? [ blink ... ]
Mercy:	[ jump ]
Dubarry:	By the way, lately things are a bit ...
Mercy:	{{ Here it comes! }}
< p.137 >
Antoinette:	People are wondering whether I hold grudges against our beautiful darling the Crown Princess and giving me dirty looks. But it's totally slander! Still, Lady Antoinette seems to believe it and hasn't addressed me yet. Think about it, Count Mercy, I am the victim! Right, Count Mercy?
Mercy:	Er, yes ...
Louis XV:	[ cough cough ] I wonder why. The Crown Princess is becoming more lovely every day. Even my grandson is completely enchanted with her.
< p.138 >
Louis XV:	Due to her youth, she is a bit too lively and tends to show her own feelings more freely than what is expected. Yet, this isn't good for the Austro-French alliance. She might wish to modify her behaviors for the sake of her own safety.
Mercy:	[ tremble ]
Louis XV:	You will make her aware of the consequences, won't you.
Mercy:	{{ As I thought, that old womanizer has teamed up with his mistress against his own grandaughter-in-law. [ tsk tsk ] What a fool. However, this has become an important matter! I must try my best to convince Lady Antoinette. If I don't ... }}
< p.139 >
Mercy:	Lady Marie!
Antoinette:	No! No! No! Absolutely not!
Mercy:	Lady Antoinette, don't you know how strong the King's authority is? The entire French Court is in fear of him!
Antoinette:	Quiet! If you want to speak to Mme. de Dubarry so much, do it yourself!
Mercy:	[ Ah! ] By the way, Lady Antoinette ... [ point ] Did you know that at this court those unlucky few who defy the King would be disposed of by poison? It can't be detected by taste or odor. Then one day it slips onto the dining table ...
Antoinette	[ tremble ]
Mercy:	Its strength is so potent that no one is spared.
< p.140 >
Antoinette:	[ shiver shiver ... ]
Mercy:	Lady Antoinette, it'd be fine if you were the only one who got disposed of, but given the circumstances, the King would be too enraged to call off the war with Austria. Then, what would happen to the Austro-French alliance? It's your mother's, Empress Maria Theresa, greatest achievement in life!
Antoinette:	[ thunk! ]
< p.141 >
Mercy:	If the alliance falls apart and Austria enters into war with France, the responsibility will be all yours, Lady Antoinette!
Antoinette:	[ tremble ] All right ... I promise .... to speak to that woman just once. But ...
< p.142 >
Antoinette:	But! This isn't for me! It's only for the woman whom I deeply worship and respect! For my dear mother in Austria! Do you hear me, Count Mercy?
# In July 1771, the entire Palace of Versailles, from the attic chambers to the nooks of servants' quarters, was buzzing with excitement and anticipation.
< p.143 >
Women:	It'll be during Lady Antoinette's party tonight! Well, it looks like Lady Antoinette has finally yielded to Mme. de Dubarry. How dreadful! Oh, I heard everything she'll say tonight is scripted!
André:	[ sigh ] Apparently, even Lady Antoinette has finally buckled under the King's authority.
Servants:	At the end of the card party, Count Mercy will approach Mme. de Dubarry and begin a conversation. As if by chance, Her Highness will arrive next. Uh-huh. Then, she'll say "good evening" to Count Mercy.
< p.144 >
Mercy:	Speak to me first. Then say a few words to Mme. de Dubarry. All right? Just tell Mme. de Dubarry ...
Antoinette:	All right! We've already rehearsed it four times!
Mercy:	Then ... I pray for your success tonight, Lady Antoinette.
Courtiers:	Hey! Oh look! Count Mercy is standing by Mme. de Dubarry! Shhh!
< p.145 >
Courtiers:	Look, here comes Lady Antoinette! [ silence ]
Antoinette:	Good evening. Oh my, what a lively party! Good evening, ladies, do enjoy the party.
Women:	Good evening. [ suspense ]
< p.146 >
Antoinette:	Good evening ... Count Mercy.
[ Antoinette and Dubarry change looks. ]
Adélaïde:	[ tap tap ]
< p.147 >
Women:	Why, it's Lady Adélaïde!
Adélaïde:	It's time for us to leave! Let's go and wait for the King in Victoire's room.
Antoinette:	Huh?
Mercy:	Lady ... Lady Antoinette!
Courtiers:	[ Oh dear! ... ]
< p.148 >
Oscar:	[ ha ha ha ... ] Well, those old maids have nudged their way in again!
Courtiers:	[ My goodness! ]
Dubarry:	Ahhh ... Grrr ... Ahhh ...
Courtiers:	[ wa ha ha ... hee hee ... ] Ha! Mme. de Dubarry was tricked again! Lady Adélaïde snatched the Crown Princess just in time! [ Oh my! Ah ha ha ... ] Mme. de Dubarry was left standing there! You should have seen Mme. de Dubarry's face! [ wa ha ha ... ] Oooh, she was as red as lobster!
< p.149 >
[ thud! ]
Louis XV:	I won't tolerate this any more! It's war! The Austro-French alliance is dissolved! I'll show you the consequences of insulting the King of France!
Courtiers:	The Austro-French alliance is dissolved! The entire Europe will be at war!
< p.150 >
Antoinette:	Count Mercy, please ask His Majesty to give me one more chance! Next time I will speak to her! I promise!
# On January 1, 1772, Marie Antoinette finally spoke to Mme. de Dubarry! It had been two years since her arrival in Versailles as the Crown Princess. # In order of precedence, the ladies of the court walked towards Antoinette and said their New Year's greetings one after another.
< p.151 >
Antoinette:	There are ... so many people at Versailles today!
Courtiers:	[ Gasp! Oh my! ]
Dubarry:	[ ha ha ha ... ]
< p.152 >
Louis XV:	Oh Antoinette! Come over here!
Courtiers:	[ murmur murmur ... gasp ... whisper whisper ... ]
[ Antoinette runs out of room. ]
Oscar:	Lady Antoinette!
< p.153 >
Antoinette:	{{ There are so many people at Versailles today ... There are so many people at Versailles today ... There are so many ... [ Ah! ] I've lost! The Crown Princess ... the Crown Princess has been beaten by a harlot! }}
< p.154 >
Antoinette:	[ Ah ... sob ... ] Os- Oscar ...
Oscar:	Lady Antoinette ...
Antoinette:	I've spoken to that woman once, but that will be the last time! I will never .... never say a word to that woman again! The French court has been corrupted! The wife of the heir to throne has been defeated by a harlot! Oh the French court has ...
< p.155 >
Antoinette:	[ wahhh ... ]
Oscar:	{{ My goodness, what a proud girl! She is born to be a queen! She's only 16, but her heart is already that of a French queen! }}

< p.156 >
Maid:	Mme. de Jarjayes! Her Highness wishes to have a bottle of red wine delivered to Mme. de Dubarry's private apartment.
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Mme. de Dubarry's private apartment? Is Her Highness in Mme. de Dubarry's chamber?
Maid:	Yes.
Mme. de Jarjayes:	{{ How odd. Why would Lady Antoinette go to Mme. de Dubarry's chamber when they are on such poor terms? }} [ ring ring ] Oh, I was wondering if one of 168 maids in care of Lady Antoinette's dining might be available.
Maid:	Your presence is requested, Mme. de Jarjayes.
< p.157 >
André:	Oscar!
Oscar:	Oh, it's you, André!
André:	Did you know that the Madame just went to Mme. de Dubarry's private apartment a while ago?
Oscar:	Mother did what?
< p.158 >
Oscar:	Oh ... shit! [ tap tap ... ]
Dubarry:	Well, Mme. de Jarjayes!
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Please inform Her Highness that the bottle of red wine she requested is here.
Dubarry:	Oh dear, what a pity! Lady Antoinette has just left a moment ago!
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Pardon?
[ The doors are closed. ]
< p.159 >
Dubarry:	Anyway, I'll accept the wine in appreciation. Is this glass for me?
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Yes, Madame.
Dubarry:	Oh, maid! Come here! Have a glass of the red wine that Mme. de Jarjayes brought for me.
Maid:	Oh goodness, may I? Thank you, Madame.
[ crash! ]
< p.160 >
Maid:	[ gulp ... er ... ]
[ screech! ]
Dubarry:	What's wrong? Get up! For God's sake, get up!
[ The maid dies. ]
Dubarry:	It's ... poison! There must be poison in that bottle of red wine!
Mme. de Jarjayes:	Why .... oh dear!
< p.161 >
Mme. de Jarjayes:	{{ Oh no! It's a trap! Oh dear ... I've fallen into Mme. de Dubarry's trap! Oh ... It's all because I've chosen to serve Lady Antoinette instead of her! }}
Dubarry:	Mme. de Jarjayes! There's poison in my wine ... Were you acting under the Crown Princess' orders?
Mme. de Jarjayes:	How could I ... how horrible ...
Dubarry:	Or was it something you plotted on your own?
[ slam! ]
< p.162 >
All:	Oscar!
Oscar:	What a horrible woman! To even think of using her maid's life for her own scheme ...
Dubarry:	Why, such insolence! How dare you, Oscar!
Oscar:	[ swish! ]
< p.163 >
Oscar:	Mme. de Dubarry, did you think a cheap trick like that would escape me? I wouldn't think you're so foolish. His Majesty is already 62 years of age ... Don't you realize how fragile your authority is given the King's old age?
Dubarry:	Ah ...
Oscar:	Many women are already living in fear of this, and I'd think for someone so loved by the King ... Don't worry, I won't tell a soul what happened tonight.
< p.164 >
Oscar:	But remember! As long as I'm here, no one may touch a hair of Lady Antoinette or my mother! [ slam! ]
Dubarry:	{{ 62 ... I never thought of it ... His Majesty is already 62-years-old ... At such an old age, an attack of apoplexy might cause him to collapse any day ... }}
< p.165 >
Dubarry:	Then, that stupid Crown Prince would be crowned Louis XVI ... And that snobbish girl would become the Queen of France the following day ... Then ... then I ... I will be sent ... banished to the Bastille ...
Oscar:	Well, what's next? It's already quite troubling for you, isn't it.
Antoinette:	Indeed, I've been neglecting His Highness and busy minding my aunts' malicious gossips. Probably got what I deserved.
< p.166 >
Antoinette:	But ... His Highness is always making padlocks, hunting, or eating sweets anyway.
Louis Auguste:	[ clunk clunk ]
Antoinette:	Grrr ... He's gotten all grimy again! Your Highness!
Louis Auguste:	[ leap! ]
Antoinette:	You've gone to the workshop again, haven't you? How could the Crown Prince act like an artisan!
Louis Auguste:	Er ... I ...

< p.167 >
Antoinette:	You leave me sleeping alone at night and refuse to say a word to me! Why, you won't even come near me!
Louis Auguste:	[ scuttle ... scoot ... ]
Antoinette:	[ click clack click clack ] Your Highness!
Louis Auguste:	[ thud! ]
Antoinette:	Don't you dare run away! You must explain yourself today! [ blab blab blab ] Well, tell me, what's so great about making padlocks? It's a silly hobby!
Louis Auguste:	[ gulp ... ]
< p.168 >
Louis Auguste:	[ sob sob ... whimper whimper ... ]
Antoinette:	Oh dear ... Your Highness ... [ gulp ... ] Perhaps I was a bit harsh. Don't cry, Your Highness. Oh my dear prince.
All:	[ bawl ... ]
Mercy:	[ How silly! ]
< p.169 >
Louis Auguste:	I truly love her... but I don't know what to do... what to say to a girl who is so pretty and charming. She appears so lovely no matter what she does or say. I, on the other hand, ... am near-sighted and clumsy. I'm so ashamed of myself ...
Mercy:	[ glee ] Hee hee ...
Noailles:	Lady Antoinette, Mme. de Dubarry has sent you a present. It's an awfully rare perfume from the Orient.
< p.170 >
Antoinette:	Mme. de Dubarry!? Send it back! Tell her that the Crown Princess is not accustomed to accepting bribes!
Noailles:	Er, yes, Your Highness.
Oscar:	I have come to see you, Lady Antoinette.
Antoinette:	Oscar.
Oscar:	{{ Heh heh ... It looks like Mme. de Dubarry ... has decided to heed my warning after all. Heh heh ... }}
Maid:	Lady Antoinette, Mme. de Dubarry's lady-in-waiting has a message for you.
< p.171 >
Lady-in-waiting:	Mme. de Dubarry proposes to persuade His Majesty to grant Your Highness the pair of 700,000-livre diamond earrings for which Your Highness has expressed admiration.
Antoinette:	[ glare ]
Lady-in-waiting:	I ... beg ... your pardon.
Noailles:	[ shuffle ] Your Highness ...
# Marie Antoinette knew that she did not need to rely on others' assistance and good will to acquire her jewelries. A new strength of pride and dignity arose within the heart of the 16-year-old girl. It was a strength so resolute that it yielded to no one.
< p.172 >
Rosalie:	Excuse me?
Woman:	You won't be needed after today. Um ... Sorry, Rosalie, business is so poor these days ... We already have all the staff we need. Here, it's your salary paid up to today's. [ kachink ]
Rosalie:	Oh ... {{ What should I do? What should I do? How am I going to cook for my sick mother tomorrow? }}
< p.173 >
Rosalie:	{{ I must prepare nutrititious foods for Mom. But how? The bread, eggs, and meats are so expensive these days. If I buy bread, I could only make soup with vegetables ... again. Oh ... Jeanne! I'm scared, Jeanne! What should I do? How do I stay alive? Oh Jeanne, come back! Help me! }} Why, it's our neighbor, little Pierre!
< p.174 >
Rosalie:	What's wrong? Are you hungry?
Pierre:	Me? Um ...
Rosalie:	Here, take half of the bread. Don't worry, it's my share.
Pierre:	Rosalie! Oh thank you, Rosalie! I'll split it with Mom!
[ carriage: teeter totter ... ]
Rosalie:	Yikes!
Fersen:	Oh I'm sorry! Are you hurt, Miss?
Rosalie:	No ... I'm fine. {{ He's so handsome! }}
< p.175 >
Fersen:	Hmm, the alleys are dirtier and tougher to drive through than the main streets, isn't it.
Servant:	Indeed, Sir Hans Axel.
# The young Swedish nobleman, Hans Axel von Fersen, had studied weaponry in Germany, medicine and music in Italy, and philosophy in Switzerland. Now he had arrived in France to refine his skills at the Parisian Society. # Soon it would be the destined encounter among Marie Antoinette, Oscar François, and Fersen!
< p.176 >
# On Tuesday, June 8, 1773, the sky of Paris was brilliant and cloudless. It was the day when the 18-year-old Crown Prince and 17-year-old Crown Princess paid their first official visit to the capital! Along the path between Notre Dame and Tuileries Palace, a throng of 400,000 spectators lined up to peek at the young couple. They clapped and cheered frantically in awe of Marie Antoinette's unexpected charms and beauty. The entire capital was swept up in a wave of excitement.
< p.177 >
Crowd:	[ Wow! ]
Oscar:	[ restrains horse: neigh ... ]
Antoinette:	Oscar! Tell the Palace Guards not to make a fool of themselves!
Oscar:	Yes, Lady Antoinette.
< p.178 >
Oscar:	Hey, stop that! Stop it! Don't you move a step forward!
Women:	[ Goodness! My God! ] Oh my ... what a handsome boy! Ha! The Palace Guards are indeed different from the rest! I've fallen in love with him!
Oscar:	{{ Boy!? }} [ what!? ]
Women:	Wow! Come just a bit closer! My dear Palace Guard! Oooh, he looks more and more charming!
Oscar:	Hey! Stay back! Damn it!
< p.179 >
# With feathery light steps, Marie Antoinette carried herself with a dignified, stately bearing. Her brilliant smile was framed by those unique protruding lips of the Austrian Hapsburgs. However, what truly fascinated and caused a sensation among the Parisians was her exquisite complexion, an unrivaled alabaster with tints of red rose petals.
Crowd:	Look, what lovely complexion she has! As gorgeous as pearls! Oh my! If she became our Queen of France, we'd be blessed with an era of happiness! She reminds me of the scent of spring! My goodness! Look, Her Highness is smiling at us so affectionately!
< p.180 >
Crowd:	[ Yay! Hooray! ]
Louis Auguste:	Everyone is awed by your charms! Greet them with a wave!
Antoinette:	Oh? [ waves at crowd ]
Crowd:	[ Vive la Dauphine! ]
Antoinette:	Oh dear! {{ Why, just a wave could ... How wonderful! I'm blessed with so many people's love just for being the Crown Princess! How fortunate I am! }}
Oscar:	Your Highness, now there are 200,000 people who have fallen in love with you.
Antoinette:	Oh my!
Crowd:	[ Vive la Dauphine! ]
< p.181 >
# If only ... if only Antoinette had remembered her happiness and impression of the people's love that day, perhaps she would not have turned into a tragic queen! # Residence of the Marquis de Boulainvilliers
Jeanne:	Lady Antoinette's beauty is truly spectacular! Oh, are the refreshments for the guests ready?
Maid:	Yes, Lady Jeanne.
< p.182 >
Boulainvilliers:	But, Jeanne, you're just as amazing! Why, you've mastered everything I taught you in just two to three years! Your prospects are looking good. Soon there won't be anything left to teach you!
Jeanne:	{{ Of course! I've devoted my whole energy and many sleepless nights learning to be a noble lady! Now you shall see my true strength! Heh heh ... Just wait and see! }}
Maid:	Lady Jeanne, a filthy girl called Rosalie has asked to see you.
Jeanne:	Rosalie?
< p.183 >
Jeanne:	{{ Rosalie! It's her! But why is she here now? There are guests here today! What a bad time! }} [ click clack ]
Rosalie:	Jeanne! Oh Jeanne! Oh my, could you really be my dear Jeanne? Gosh, you look so pretty! You've changed so much!
Jeanne:	Rosalie!
< p.184 >
Jeanne:	I miss you so much! I'm so glad you came! My dear Rosalie!
Rosalie:	Oh Jeanne, I'm so happy! I was afraid that you wouldn't want to see me. Um, it's that Mom is not feeling well, and I was wondering if you could spare just a few coins ...
Jeanne:	So that's why you came! Rosalie, you poor thing! Don't be shy! Come in, my dear!
Woman:	[ sniff ] Oh dear, where did this girl come from? Is she an acquaintance of yours, Lady Jeanne?
Jeanne:	Oh, she's a maid of mine back in the country. She's come to ask me a small favor.
Woman:	Oh, I see. You're awfully kind.

< p.185 >
Jeanne:	Well, Rosalie, wait for me in this room.
Rosalie:	[ puzzled ] Um ... Yes, Lady Jeanne. {{ I guess that's how things are. Jeanne is a lady now. How could she act like we're sisters in front of those women? Still, she cried when she saw me. She's my sister after all. In her heart she is still the same Jeanne. }}
[ door opens: bang! ]
< p.186 >
Nicholas:	Oh, so you're the brat! How dare you harass Jeanne! You've come to the wrong place!
Rosalie:	Who are ... you?
Nicholas:	I am Nicholas de Lamotte, Jeanne's boyfriend! I'll whip you so hard that you won't dare blackmail Jeanne again!
Rosalie:	Bl- Blackmail? How could I! Why, Jeanne ...
Nicholas:	[ slap ] Shut up! How dare you threaten Jeanne to tell the whole world that the two of you used to be sisters begging in the streets!
< p.187 >
Rosalie:	Jeanne said what?
Nicholas:	You crook! What a dirty lie! [ slap! ] No wonder Jeanne told me to kill you if I want to!
Rosalie:	[ Ouch! No! ] {{ What? How could Jeanne say that! No! It's a lie! A lie! }} [ click clack ]
Nicholas:	Wait! Stop!
Rosalie:	{{ Jeanne ... tried to ... kill me! }}
< p.188 >
Rosalie:	[ plop! ] Yikes! [ huff huff ... ] So I've become her burden! How horrible! How horrible! Jeanne no longer has a heart! She doesn't want us any more! Next time she would have killed me! }}
Jeanne:	[ Heh heh ... ]
< p.189 >
Jeanne:	{{ Just as well ... If my past came to light with your appearance, all of my hard work would have gone to waste! Surely you'd have learned your lesson and stay away now. }}
Nicholas:	Um, Jeanne ...
Jeanne:	Don't try to act so friendly with me! We aren't even lovers yet. {{ Hmm ... let's see, the next step is getting rid off the kind Marquise. Heh heh ... this man will become quite useful. }}
Voices:	Oscar! Oscar!
< p.190 >
Oscar:	Lady Antoinette!
Antoinette:	Shhh ... Oscar! We're heading off to Paris in disguise.
Oscar:	But Lady Antoinette! You can't be serious! His Majesty has not given his permission!
Antoinette:	Oh, we're just going to the masked ball in the Opera House! We'll all be wearing masks! So no one will know I'm the Crown Princess! Come as our escort, Oscar!
Oscar:	{{ To the masked ball ... such a scandalous place ... }}
< p.191 >
Voices:	[ chatter ... laugh ... la la la ... ]
Antoinette:	Oh wow! What a lively place! Wait here, Oscar. I'm just going to dance for a while.
Voices:	[ chatter ... laugh ... la la la ... ]
< p.192 >
Man:	You dance so well, Mademoiselle. May I ask your name?
Antoinette:	Oh, I can't tell you!
Man:	Well! Then I'll have to abduct you tonight!
[ Antoinette notices Fersen across the room. ]
Antoinette:	[ Oh my! ]
< p.193 >
[ In the balcony ]
Antoinette:	[ huff huff ... ] {{ Ah ... my heart is beating so fast that it hurts... I never dreamed there are places so merry in this world! [ heart: thump thump ] Here, I could forget all about my rank as Crown Princess! Oh, back in court I'd be reprimanded even for laughing out of turn. This is like a dream! }}
Fersen:	Mademoiselle!
Antoinette:	[ jump! ] Um ...
Fersen:	I beg your pardon, Mademoiselle. May I have the next dance?
< p.194 >
Antoinette:	Wh- what are you doing? Why, I ...
Fersen:	[ removes Antoinette's mask ] Ah ...
[ Oscar runs toward the pair. ] # It happened at the masked ball in the Opera House on the night of January 1, 1774!
< p.195 >
Fersen:	{{ Ah ... she's more beautiful than I imagined ... Such sparkling eyes ... luscious lips ... pure complexion ... Who is this young lady? }}
[ thrust! ]
Oscar:	Young man! Tell me your name! Title! Rank!
Antoinette:	Oscar!
< p.196 >
[ Picture of Oscar on horseback ]

END OF PART 2

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CHAPTER 1: In the Waves of New Destiny-- Part 2 --

CHAPTER 1: In the Waves of New Destiny

-- Part 2 --