"Vaillant," Jeanne replied, giving the man a gracious smile, "Jeanne-Colette Vaillant. However, that's my married name, you may know my brother, his name is Dupont." Taking the lead, she curtsied to the soldier and offered her arm as a courtesy. "Forgive me, sir, for being so awkwardly forward," she said, reflecting on her previous actions, "But my husband is still abroad and I have no escort."
As she began to walk, she could not help but to be slightly overwhelmed by the city life surrounding her. Though she had visited court more than once, she had always lived in the country- and the mere idea of street women selling candied apples was more than somewhat frightening to her.