Chapter 7: Vows of Beautiful Love, Part 2

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< p.105 >
# In an attempt to resolve the chaos, the King re-summoned the deputies of the three estates to the assembly hall. On the day of July 23, heavy rains poured incessantly from the dark sky.
Dreux-Brézé:	Well, please enter the assembly hall. Quick!
< p.106 >
Crowd:	Why are the commoner deputies the only ones who can't go in? Look, they are soaking wet! If the clergymen and nobles can use the main entrance, why aren't our representatives allowed in?
Jules:	Yeah, what's the deal? They are our ...
Lasalle:	Our representatives!
Oscar:	Marquis de Dreux-Brézé, why aren't the commoner deputies allowed to enter?
< p.107 >
Dreux-Brézé:	Only the clergymen and nobles can use the main entrance. The commoners will need to enter through the back door.
Oscar:	Excuse me!? These deputies are already soaking wet. Can't you see? They are the rightful representatives of the French people!
Dreux-Brézé:	I'm only following orders, Brigadier Jarjayes.
Oscar:	How can you do this? Don't you care at all? Are you just going to make the people's representatives stand in the pouring rain?
Dreux-Brézé:	Uh, what are you doing?
< p.108 >
Robespierre:	Let him go, Brigadier Jarjayes.
Oscar:	Robespierre!
Robespierre:	We don't mind getting wet. The rain has not chilled our spirits at all. Our passion is much stronger than rain and storms. No amount of humiliation can hurt our pride as the people's choice. Nothing can ever shake our faith.
< p.109 >
Robespierre:	Ah, don't you understand how fiercely our hearts are burning? How my heart is smoldering with passion? Can't you understand?
< p.110 >
Dreux-Brézé:	Hmpf!
François, Lasalle, and Jules:	[ sob ... ] This is too cruel! Too cruel! They're our, our representatives! Alain!
Alain:	I'll slash the door open!
< p.111 >
Oscar:	Alain!? Hey, where are you going? What are you going to do?
Alain:	[ stomp stomp ... ]
< p.112 >
Oscar:	Alain! Wait, Alain! Wait! Don't be foolish! There's no need for this. Stop it, you fool!
< p.113 >
[ Alain grabs Oscar's wrists ]
Oscar:	Ah ...
< p.114 >
[ Alain kisses Oscar ]
< p.115 >
Oscar:	Ah ...
< p.116 >
Oscar:	Let ... me ... go ...
[ André enters and twists Alain's right hand ]
Alain:	Ouch!
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[ André starts to punch Alain but stops himself when Alain does not flinch ]
< p.119 >
[ André releases Alain. Alain leaves. ]
André:	{{ Even you ... }}
< p.120 >
André:	{{ Even you, Alain! And you'll endure this unrequited love for years to come too ... }}

< p.121 >
Courtier:	Stand up straight! The Commons is made up of fools and traitors. You must dissolve the National Assembly with your power and dignity. Are we clear?
Louis XVI:	Eh ... [ sweating ] Gentlemen of the Commons, I ... I ... I ... * * AJL: Here, the pronoun "I" (yo) is an antiquated term reserved for high-ranking males in very formal occasions. Nowadays you're not likely to hear this except in stylized speeches given by the imperial family.
< p.122 >
Courtier:	[ fretting ] Your Majesty! Speak clearly!
Louis XVI:	I ... I have summoned the Estates-General, not something called the National Assembly. Therefore, I order you to dissolve the National Assembly immediately. Return to the Estates-General for separate discussions by class. You are dismissed!
[ Nobles begin walking away ]
Dreux-Brézé:	It looks like the commoner representatives aren't leaving.
< p.123 >
Dreux-Brézé:	[ turn around ] Hasn't the King called for your dismissal?
Bailly:	We can't follow the King's order, Marquis de Dreux-Brézé.
Mirabeau:	Tell the King that we will stay here according to the people's will!
< p.124 >
Mirabeau:	We shall not budge save at the point of a bayonet! At the force of military!
Representatives:	[ Yeah! ]
Dreux-Brézé:	You ... traitors!
[ At General Bouillé's office ]
Oscar:	Pardon!?
< p.125 >
Bouillé:	Invade the assembly hall and forcibly remove the seating commoner deputies immediately! Brigadier Jarjayes?
Oscar:	I can ... not ... do it. I will not do it!
< p.126 >
Bouillé:	[ slam! ]
Oscar:	The purpose of the military is to protect the people, not to turn against them with guns.
< p.127 >
Oscar:	The military protects the people ...
Bouillé:	Arrest this traitor!
< p.128 >
Bouillé:	I will give the order to the troops directly. Don't you dare move one step from this room without my permission.
Man:	Why, Brigadier Jarjayes ...
[ In the courtyard ]
Bouillé:	Soldiers! I order you to invade the assembly hall and remove the commoner deputies by force!
< p.129 >
François:	N- No!
Lasalle:	We ... will ... not ... do ... it ...
Jules:	No! How can we point our guns at our representatives? No, officer Alain!
Lasalle:	Alain!
François:	We can't do this, Alain!
Alain:	You've heard them, General Bouillé! Company 1 refuses to follow the order! I, Alain de Soisson the Company leader, and the rest of the 11 Company members will not do it.
< p.130 >
French Guards:	[ shock ]
Bouillé:	Such ... arrogance ... Arrest all of the Company 1 members! Your lesson for disobedience will be death by gunshot. Tie up their hands and send them to Abbey prison!

< p.131 >
[ Clamoring in the courtyard ]
Man:	Hey, Brigadier Jarjayes! What are you doing, Brigadier Jarjayes?
Oscar:	Let go! Let go, damn it!
< p.132 >
Oscar:	Alain! John! Lasalle! François! Jules! Pierre!
François and Lasalle:	Commander!
Oscar:	Where are you taking them? They are my men! My men!
< p.133 >
Oscar:	{{ They are the soldiers I trained with my own hands! Oh, to think of abandoning all of you! Abandoning all of you! We have shared our happiness, sufferings, sorrows, everything ... }}
< p.134 >
Oscar:	{{ Oh, my dear soldiers! }} They are my men! My men!
French Guards:	Commander! Commander!
Oscar:	Please wait! I'll come and rescue you! I'll rescue you for sure!
< p.135 >
Oscar:	Please wait! I'll definitely come.
French Guards:	Commander ... !
[ At the door of General Bouillé's office ] # An unsettling feeling started to creep into André's mind. What could be going on inside, he wondered.
< p.136 >
[ Click ]
Bouillé:	Your men are just like you. Absolutely just like you! They must be suppressed.
< p.137 >
Oscar:	Where have you taken my men? Where were they taken?
Bouillé:	You're worrying about your men when your own life is in danger? [ ha ha ... ] As a warning to potential rebels, all 12 of the Company members are sentenced to death by gunshot.
Oscar:	Death by gunshot!
< p.138 >
Bouillé:	I'll keep your certificate of military service until the King hands down your punishment.
Oscar:	My certificate of military service ...
Bouillé:	Don't worry, Brigadier Jarjayes. The Palace Guards have been called instead. By now they must have left the Palace of Versailles for the assembly hall.
< p.139 >
Man:	Hey! Where are you going, Brigadier Jarjayes?
Oscar:	If you have any conscience, get out of my way!
Man:	Brigadier Jarjayes!
Oscar:	Let me go!
Man:	They'll kill you if you don't stay here!
< p.140 >
Bouillé:	Why are you just standing there? Restrain her!
Oscar:	André! Are you there? Open the door, André!
< p.141 >
Men:	Don't you run away! Calm down!
Oscar:	Open the door, André! André! Can you hear me, André?
[ wham! bang! ]
Men:	Wah!
< p.142 >
André	Oscar!
Oscar:	Lend me your sword. Follow me!
Bouillé:	Don't run away! Stop! Hey! Catch the traitor!
[ gallop ... ]
< p.143 >
Representative:	Oh no! The Palace Guards are coming this way! It looks like they'll try to remove us by force!
La Fayette:	Stay here, my fellow deputies! You have supporters among the nobles too!
Robespierre:	Marquis de La Fayette!
# Following Marquis de La Fayette's lead, the Crillon brothers, Danton, Duke La Rochefoucauld, Duke Liancourt, and various other nobles stepped forth with drawn swords.
< p.144 >
[ gallop ... ]
Representatives:	Stop! Stop, Palace Guards! Will you point your guns at your country's representatives?
< p.145 >
Gerodère:	Let me go through, Marquis de La Fayette! We will not harm the nobles.
La Fayette:	You will not lay a finger on the commoner deputies! I will stop you with my sword!
Gerodère:	Please, Marquis de La Fayette! Stay out of the way!

< p.146 >
[ Oscar arrives on galloping horse. ]
< p.147 >
Oscar:	Retreat! Retreat! Don't you dare move one step forward!
Crowd:	Brigadier Oscar François de Jarjayes!
< p.148 >
Gerodère:	Lady Oscar ...
Oscar:	Gerodère, do you have the courage to face my sword? My fellow Palace Guards! Do you have the courage to shoot a bullet through my heart?
< p.149 >
Oscar:	Well, fire! If you're going to lay hands on these unarmed commoner deputies, you'll have to step over my body! Stain your shirts red with my blood! Fire!
< p.150 >
Gerodère	Mademoiselle ...
< p.151 >
Gerodère:	Please sheathe your sword. How could we fire at our own Commander of the Palace Guards? How could we become such cowards and use force to subdue those unarmed men before your eyes? We will wait until the day they are armed. Until then ... Retreat!
< p.152 >
[ Gerodère leads the Palace Guards away from the assembly hall. ]
Gerodère:	{{ Ah, you don't seem to know, do you. I'd rather face the guillotine as a traitor than see you buried in blood. My Sylphide ... }} * * AJL: In some fairy tales, "sylphide" is a beautiful nymph who mesmerizes all men who see her but evades their love. The sylphide is often used to symbolize unrequited love, a love that is unattainable because of her illusory presence (for details, see the ballet Las Sylphides, or its updated version, Le Sylphide).
< p.153 >
[ At the Jarjayes house ]
Oscar:	[ Ah! ]
General Jarjayes:	Take off your service badge and officer badge! Such a disgrace!
< p.154 >
Oscar:	I will not take them off until the King officially announces the punishment.
General Jarjayes:	There's no need to wait for the punishment! Why, you traitor! Listen, even if all the nobles abandoned the Throne to join the commoners, the Jarjayes ... the Jarjayes will be the only family who remains faithful to the King and protects the Royal Family till the very end!
< p.155 >
General Jarjayes:	I will not allow a traitor in my family! I will deliver the punishment with my own hands!
[ André clutches the General's hands ]
< p.156 >
General Jarjayes:	Aw ... Let me go, André!
André:	No!
< p.157 >
General Jarjayes:	I'll say it again. Let me go.
André:	No!
General Jarjayes:	Then I'll kill you too!
André:	As you wish! But Lord Jarjayes, if that's what you want, I'll kill you first and then escape with Oscar.
< pp.158-159 >
[ Images of Oscar and André at various ages ]
< p.160 >
General Jarjayes:	Is that really how you feel? That's rather ... foolish ..
André:	I know.
General Jarjayes:	Do you think you could overcome your class difference?
André:	Yes.
< p.161 >
General Jarjayes:	Marriages with nobles require the King's consent.
André:	I know. I know ... I am not hoping for marriage, only ... only that you would take my life instead of Oscar's. I would gladly give up 10 years of my life for Oscar's. Please ...
< p.162 >
General Jarjayes:	If I kill you, Granny will surely die too. Aren't you a clever criminal. [ ha ha ... ] Oscar! The Queen has given word for you to bring your certificate of military service to the Court.
< p.163 >
General Jarjayes:	Got it? There is no punishment! [ slam ]

< p.164 >
[ André sighs in relief and starts to leave the room. Oscar stops him with her left arm. ]
< p.165 >
Oscar:	André ...
< p.166 >
Oscar:	I'm powerless ... I couldn't even protect my own men. I was exempt from punishment because of Lady Antoinette's compassion. I escaped Father's sword because of your help.
< p.167 >
Oscar:	I love you ...
< p.168 >
[ Collage of Oscar's images at various ages ]
< p.169 >
Oscar:	I'm powerless! You must have seen it. I can't do anything just by myself.
< p.170 >
Oscar:	My existence is nil before the giant cogwheel of history. I'm only a human being who wants someone to depend on, to support me, and to indulge my heart's desires always. Yet ... do you love me? Will you love me?
< p.171 >
Oscar:	Only me for the rest of your life? Do you promise to love only me for your entire life?
< p.172 >
Oscar:	Do you promise?
< p.173 >
[ Oscar and André hug ]
Oscar:	André ...
< p.174 >
André:	Must I say it a thousand times? Or even a million times? (lit. tens of thousand) My words will still be the same. I had held your faint breaths in my palms countless times ... Ah, those breaths ... sometimes burning, sometimes shutting my eyes ... oh, oh ... only making my heart stop in its path.
< p.175 >
André:	Must I tell you again that I will give up my life only for you? I love you ...
Oscar:	{{ I'm blessed to be born ... }}
< p.176 >
Oscar:	{{ In my endless dreams, you are forever frozen, like a sepia-colored fossil. The lips that I know are ... warm and supple, wrapping my lips fully, tightly pressing and sliding into my lips .. The lips that I know ... }}
< p.177 >
Oscar:	{{ I'm blessed to be born! }}
[ Oscar and André kiss. ]
< p.178 >
[ Still shot of Oscar and André kissing by the window ]
< p.179 >
Oscar:	André, get a carriage without letting anyone see you. Let's go to Rosalie's house.
André:	So late in the night?
Oscar:	That's why it's a good time. There's not much time left. I must ask for Bernard's help in order to rescue Alain and the others from Abbey prison. Please hurry.
André:	All, all right.
< p.180 >
Oscar:	André ...
[ Oscar kisses André. ]
André:	I'll go arrange for a carriage, and soon we'll be on our way.

[ At Bernard's house ] [ knock knock knock ... ]
< p.181 >
[ footsteps ]
Rosalie:	I'm ... coming!
Oscar:	Ah, Rosalie!
Rosalie:	Os- ...
< p.182 >
Rosalie:	Os- ... Os- ... Os- ....
Oscar:	Oh, you're getting weepy again! You're still such a crybaby! [ hee hee ... ] Ah, look at you ..
Rosalie:	[ sniff sniff ] Monsieur Oscar! Oh Monsieur Oscar, Monsieur Oscar!
Oscar:	[ Hah! ]
< p.183 >
Rosalie:	Oh I wanted to see you so much! I miss the scent of your body ..
Oscar:	Uh, Rosalie, your husband is over there.
Bernard:	[ burning with jealousy ]
[ After a while ... ]
Bernard:	What did you say? To Abbey prison?
Oscar:	Please, Bernard. Only you could rally the citizens. I'm asking you to help me rescue my 12 men from jail.
< p.184 >
Bernard:	Perhaps with more time ...
Oscar:	We can't wait! They'll be shot to death by then! Please assemble the citizens by all means!
Bernard:	Then what if a riot breaks out?
Oscar:	I'll take the responsibility.
Bernard:	Okay! Tomorrow morning I'll speak to the citizens in the rally at the Palais Royal courtyard.
< p.185 >
Oscar:	Please, Bernard. I'll take the full responsibility.
Bernard:	Ha ha ... I owe you a favor, Brigadier Jarjayes. By the way, did you see Robespierre?
Oscar:	Yup.
Bernard:	Oh. His full speech is published in my newspaper. He's an alumnus of my class at the College of Louis le Grand. We're very proud of him.
< p.186 >
Bernard:	His strength comes from the power of the truth. Just listen to his speech! Everyone is moved by the way he dedicates himself wholly to the benefit of the people. He'll save France someday.
Oscar:	[ swish ... click ] Hah!
< p.187 >
Oscar:	Hand over the pistol! There's no use in keeping broken things.
Bernard:	Florelle!
Oscar:	{{ It's that woman I saw the other day! }}
Bernard:	Florelle, you idiot! What are you doing?
Saint-Just:	Oh, sorry. I thought they came for my arrest.
< p.188 >
Bernard:	Sorry about that. Let me introduce you to my distant relative, Louis Antoine Léon Florelle de Saint-Just.
Oscar:	[ shock ] You're, you're a man?
Saint-Just:	"Saint-Just of the flowers." Why is he a criminal? # name provided by Dojie-sama * * AJL: a good friend of the author
Oscar:	[ starry eyed ]
Saint-Just:	"Oh he has such a long name ... he is so ravishing ... " Oh dear ..
Bernard:	"Oh dear" my foot! You're a juvenile delinquent who ran away from home to write dirty erotic novels!
< p.189 >
Bernard:	You're grounded from now on, criminal!
Saint-Just:	You call those e- e- erotic novels? My Organt is a work of art!
Oscar:	[ wow! ] So you're the author of Organt!
# Louis Antoine Léon Florelle de Saint-Just was 22-years-old. In deep respect for Robespierre, Saint-Just joined the revolutionary activities. His icy beauty and keen composure earned him the frightful nickname, "Angel of Death." Later, at the age of 26, he would disappear along with Robespierre into the mist of the guillotine.

< p.190 >
Oscar:	Well then, it's in your hands, Bernard. Till tomorrow.
Bernard:	Oscar François.
Oscar:	Huh?
Bernard:	Leave France quickly and go to some foreign country. The sooner you can, the better.
Oscar:	You're saying ...
Bernard:	Leave the country. That's all I can say now.
< p.191 >
Oscar:	[ heh heh ... ] I'm not sure what you mean, but I'll always think of France as my motherland no matter what happens.
[ At the Jarjayes house ] [ knock knock .. bang bang ... ]
Maids:	Monsieur Oscar! Please open the door, Monsieur Oscar!
General Jarjayes:	What are you doing?
Maids:	Oh, Monsieur Oscar is ... She shuts herself in her room and refuses to come out! She won't even take a rest or take any meals!
< p.192 >
General Jarjayes:	Oscar, what are you doing? Oscar! Open the door! Oscar! Oscar!
# June 30, 1789. An avalanche of over 4,000 people stormed out of Palais Royal courtyard toward Abbey prison. The people demanded the release of the jailed French Guards.
< p.193 >
[ At the Jarjayes house ]
André:	[ scurrying footsteps ] Oscar! Alain and the rest of Company 1 members have been released!
Oscar:	[ Ah! ]
André:	Did you hear what I said? Bernard did it! There are no casualties!
< p.194 >
André:	All 12 members of the Company have been released on unconditional terms!
Oscar:	[ heh ... heh heh ... starts to cry ... ]
< p.195 >
[ Crowd cheers in the streets of Paris. ]
Jules:	André!
Company 1 Guards:	André!
André:	All of you came back! François, Lasalle! Ah, John! Jules!
Other French Guards:	Oh you poor thing! Look how thin you are! Ha ha .. We'll stuff you with bread!
Lasalle:	Waaahhh ...
< p.196 >
Company 1 Guards:	Oh, where is our Commander? André, where is she? Our Commander ... Ah ... !
< p.197 >
Company 1 Guards:	Commander! Commander!
< p.198 >
Company 1 Guards:	Commmaaannnder! Commmaaannnder!

< p.199 >
[ At the Palace ]
Antoinette:	Oscar François! Ah, Oscar! We haven't seen each other for such a long time! Why, you're looking a bit pale. How have you been?
< p.200 >
Oscar:	Indeed, it has been a while, Your Majesty.
Antoinette:	There are fewer and fewer nobles coming to court nowadays. Heh heh ... it's only natural since we couldn't even afford Louis Joseph's funeral.
Oscar:	Lady Antoinette ...
Antoinette:	Oh, I wonder what would happen with France from now on.
< p.201 >
Oscar:	What could God have planned for us? The only thing we could do is to keep a close eye on things.
Antoinette:	Well then, is it also God's will that the lowly, rabid commoner deputies would defy the King's orders and incite the gentle people to violence?
Oscar:	{{ Lowly and rabid ... }} Your Majesty, I'm afraid that I do not share the same view.
Antoinette:	[ shock ]
< p.202 >
Antoinette:	Heh heh ... Oscar François. That's fine. I understand your sympathy towards them.
Oscar:	{{ Sympathy? No, it's nothing like sympathy. Robespierre's integrity, Mirabeau's fiery eyes, and the National Assembly President, Bailly's calm strength ... It can't be sympathy ... }}
< p.203 >
Oscar:	I don't understand ... I don't understand! Rather, aren't we nobles the ones who are pitied? (lit. being sympathized)
Antoinette:	Oscar!
Oscar:	[ Ah! ]
Antoinette:	Do you know why your 12 men were released so easily from Abbey prison?
Oscar:	Huh?
Antoinette:	Listen, all of the royal troops around the country have been called and are arriving in Paris and Versailles one by one -- including the Light Cavalry regiment, Royal-Cravate regiment, Salis-Samade regiment, and Royal-Allemand regiment.
< p.204 >
Antoinette:	It's preparation for dissolving the Commons and breaking up the people's riots. Oscar François, soon the French Guards will also be called to march. There will come a time to bear arms and fight.
Oscar:	{{ To bear arms and fight? To go to the battlefield? For what? Who will we be fighting against? }}
< p.205 >
Antoinette:	Now I'm living for the love of my children and pride as the Queen, as well as for my courtiers' adoration. That's all.
Oscar:	For Fersen ...
Antoinette:	[ shock ]
Oscar:	To live for Fersen ... Why are you so restrained?
< p.206 >
Oscar:	Say it! As you would in the old days!
Antoinette:	Ah ... It's for Fersen ... I'm living for Fersen's love ...
Oscar:	Lady Antoinette!
Antoinette:	Oh ... I love him! My love hasn't changed ... at all. I'll love him as long as he is still living!
Oscar:	Oh Lady Antoinette!
< p.207 >
Antoinette:	I'll love him until death! Yet ... yet ... how could I say it? How could I ask him to return to France and stay with me when the King of Sweden has demanded his return to his homeland? How could I ask him to stay with me when I have already lost my money and power? To stay in such a turbulent France?
< p.208 >
Oscar:	He will definitely come back. Fersen will definitely return to Lady Antoinette! He has always risked his life out of love towards you. Fersen will keep his promise. He definitely will.
< p.209 >
Antoinette:	Ah ... {{ Oh God, why haven't you given me the common life of an ordinary woman? }}

< p.210 >
[ At the Jarjayes house ]
André:	[ Ah! ]
General Jarjayes:	Has Oscar returned to regiment headquarter as expected?
André:	The soldiers won't follow orders unless it's from Oscar.
< p.211 >
General Jarjayes:	If only you were a nobleman ... Never mind. I ... I don't know how to begin.
< p.212 >
General Jarjayes:	Don't forget. Oscar ... can't live without you. You've become her shadow, a shadow that takes shape only with the existence of light, and shall remain speechless as always. It's better to keep it this way.
André:	I ... am the shadow, and will be the shadow.
General Jarjayes:	Please do it for me.
André:	I will.
< p.213 >
General Jarjayes:	Why are you still here? Leave!
André:	Uh, okay. No, I mean, please don't worry about me.
[ General Jarjayes leaves. ]
André:	[ tries to grab a pillar but misses, falls to the floor ]
< p.214 >
André:	{{ Am I ... am I finally ... }}
< p.215 >
[ Oscar watches a sleeping Granny and picks up a wine glass. ]
< p.216 >
[ tink! ]
Granny:	Wine ... ? Haven't you quit drinking?
Oscar:	[ ha ha ... ] Even in such gloomy, unstable times, there are young men who can think clearly and see things with detached eyes. Oh, to be cool-headed and keep one's footing ... to not think about drowning one's worries in wine ...
< p.217 >
Oscar:	Oh Granny, how could I not be ashamed?
Granny:	My poor Lady Oscar ... If you were raised just like any ordinary woman, you wouldn't have to suffer so much. [ wahhh ... wail ... ] If only you didn't cry so loudly when you were born ... Oh, please see chapter 1 of The Rose of Versailles for details.
Maid:	Monsieur Oscar, Armand the painter has come to see you.
Oscar:	Oh. Then I'll go get dressed now.
< p.218 >
Oscar:	Monsieur, I don't mind if it's unfinished. Can't I just take a look?
Armand:	Hee hee ... it'll be done soon. You can't see it until it's finished.
Oscar:	[ cough cough ... ]
< p.219 >
Oscar:	Blood ... !?
< p.220 >
[ footsteps ]
Oscar:	Ah!
André:	Oscar? Oh it's you, Oscar. The painter has just ...
Oscar:	I know. I'm just about to get dressed.
< p.221 >
Oscar:	Why are your eyes looking so far away? Go ... go away!
André:	{{ Looking so far away ... }}
< p.222 >
Oscar:	An ... dré ... Stay with ... me ... Don't leave me ... by myself ... Don't leave ... André ...
< p.223 >
André:	Leave? Did you think I would go somewhere else? I'll stay with you until death! [ heh heh ... ]
[ André leaves ]
Oscar:	{{ André ... Oh, I love you, I love you! It's so amazing. }}
< p.224 >
Oscar:	{{ You hair is as sheer as black grapes. Your one eye sparkles like a dewy obsidian. * Your nostagic scent rouses my heart so dearly. Oh, if love means to be filled with only such thoughts everyday ... I can't live alone any more! }} * AJL: a black, glass-like rock that is formed from the rapid cooling of molten lava
< p.225 >
Oscar:	{{ [ flashbacks to Armand, Granny, and Antoinette ] "You're looking a bit peaked." "If you keep drinking such strong wine ... it's poison!" "Why, you're looking a bit pale." }}
[ In the hallway ]
André:	{{ Just once! Just once more is enough! Oh God, please grant me the light! There is someone I still want to see. }}
< p.226 >
André:	{{ There is someone I still want to see! Oh God! }}

< p.227 >
# The Residence of Count Fersen, Sweden
Fabian:	Hans! Don't you know what sort of place the country you wish to go has become?
Fersen:	What sort of place? It is the French soil filled with sweet dreams of Rococo, the France that Father too loves dearly. Fabian, be good and tell Father I'm leaving.
Fabian:	Hans!
Courtier:	Hans, wait! Hey! Take me with you!
< p.228 >
Courtier:	Sir Hans Axel ...
Fersen:	Do you really want to come with me?
Courtier:	I don't have a choice, do I? I must go with you. I was brought up as a kind man, Sir Hans.
Fersen:	Ha ha ... Sophia ...
Sophia:	Hans ... why?
< p.229 >
Sophia:	Why would you abandon your hometown and motherland? Are you going back to her?
Fersen:	[ shock ]
Sophia:	Why would you go back when France is in such turmoil?
Fersen:	I'm leaving, Sophia. Farewell. Tell Fabian and my dear Father that I love them.
Sophia:	{{ To live for love ... }}
< p.230 >
Sophia:	{{ For the promise of love, you're willing to give up all of your glory, social status, inheritance, and reputation ... to throw yourself into the fierce storm and flames of forbidden love!? }}
# By July 10, all of the regiments across France had arrived in Paris. The troops and the people exchanged hostile glares while the troops waited for the King's order.
< p.231 >
Necker:	Your Majesty, please demobilize and dismiss the troops. The standing troops will only make the Parisians feel more uneasy. You probably know that the poor harvests since last year have turned hordes of starving people to wandering and begging on the streets of Paris. The overcrowded population will soon deplete the food supply. And then there will definitely be a big riot. Your Majesty!
Antoinette:	Necker suggested withdrawing the troops?
< p.232 >
Antoinette:	{{ As the commoners requested, we had named Necker as the Director General of Finances, summoned the Estates-General, and released the French Guards. What more do they want? Why must we put up with such mounting humiliation quietly? Could these brazen commoners be plotting to strip away all of our power? }}
[ At the Court ]
Courtiers:	That Necker! There will be terrible danger if he is allowed to continue this behavior. We should give these arrogant commoners a sound beating!
< p.233 >
Courtiers:	[ Do it! Do it! ] Fire Necker, Your Majesty! Show the commoners the formidable power of the Throne! Fire Necker!
Louis XVI:	Well ... in the name of the King, Jacques Necker is dismissed from the post of Director General of Finances.
Courtiers:	[ Yay! ]
[ On the streets of Paris ]
Commoners:	Is is true that Necker, the Director General of Finances, got fired? What? You mean Necker is ...
< p.234 >
Bernard:	[ huff huff ... stomp stomp ... ]
# July 10, 1789.
Bernard:	My fellow citizens! Our Necker has just been dismissed!
< p.235 >
Bernard:	At last, the King has casted an open challenge to us! Take to arms, Citizens! The King's troops will be coming from Champs Elysées, Louis XV Square, and the Mars parade ground tonight to slaughter us! * [ Snaps off a bay leaf ] * AJL: Mars = Champs de Mars
< p.236 >
Bernard:	Wear this laurel leaf on your hats. * This shall be our badge. * AJL: By the way, did you know that Oscar was crowned with laurel in the anime? Can you guess why? (Hint: watch the portrait scene in ep.37)
[ Crowd cheers ]
Bernard:	Take to arms, Citizens! Protect Paris!
< p.237 >
# Across the wards of Paris, the citizens soon formed volunteer troops in haste.
Oscar:	{{ The Parisians have taken up arms and robbed the weapon merchants and armory. Did you see it, Gerodère? The estate with the least power has finally taken up arms! }}
< p.238 >
Messenger:	Excuse me, Brigadier Oscar François de Jarjayes! The regiment headquarter has called for the march of regiments! All two Companies of the French Guards are ordered to assemble at Tuilleries Square for the march on the day after tomorrow ... July 13!
Oscar:	{{ July 13. To march!? }}

END OF PART 2

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CHAPTER 7: Vows of Beautiful Love-- Part 2 --

CHAPTER 7: Vows of Beautiful Love

-- Part 2 --