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Léon Belmont (ex_the_ambas216) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-03-28 07:54:00

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ambassadors_ball, leon_belmont

An Invitation to the French Ambassador's Ball
Subject: The Ambassadors Ball
Where: The French Embassy
Who: Léon Belmont, the French Ambassador to the English court
Warnings: none as yet
Open to: All (all players may attend either as invited guests of the ambassador, as servants or guests of those invited, as staff, or as gate-crashers.)

The ballroom of the Embassy was already growing busy, and when Citizen Belmont paused for a moment besides one of the large windows, he could see yet more carriages pulling up outside, wreathed in the mist blowing in from the river.

The quartet had been playing now for a good half an hour, new French tunes as well as those the English favoured. His staff was busy handing out good French wine, and then refilling those glasses when they were drained.

It was going to be a good evening, and not only in the eyes of the party-goers. With some of England’s most prominent aristos on the guest list, and some than some newly arrived French nationals, tonight would be a night of information gathering, of sizing up the opposition, and perhaps even ensuring some of those French escapees were returned to face justice.

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the_legman
2008-04-22 09:15 pm UTC (link)

"With the end of this country's last war not ten years gone it might be this time." He shrugs, he doesn't really believe it himself but there's nothing wrong with letting the fools have their hope while they can.

Ferrand was rather glad of the change of topic, if the truth had to be told, and took a few seconds to think up a response which didn't involve distaste of the state of the place. "I honestly haven't seen that much of it, madame, I spent most of what little time I had before this ball at the Times' offices and journalists, I've found, are much the same the world over. Perhaps you could advise me, as a native, on the places I should see before I return to Paris?"

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widow_newbury
2008-04-23 07:03 pm UTC (link)

Adelaide took a new glass of champagne from a passing servant and drank it silently as she thought. It had been a few years since she had been in London and she had been under the control of her second husband then. She highly doubted he would enjoy the things she had enjoyed before her second marriage, as she had been a young girl then. Looking back up to him she settled her hollow gaze upon him.

"I feel I have been away from my home too long to recall what one would find enjoyment in doing here, monsieur," she said gently. "I find Paris has far more to enjoy than London, unless, of course, you enjoy the rude people and dirt on the streets here." She smiled a little before looking back down and taking a long sip from her drink.

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the_legman
2008-04-25 12:57 am UTC (link)

"Such things, I'm afraid, are everywhere." Even in the relatively new streets of Trois-Rivieres there'd been dirt gathering. He supposed it was one of the inevitabilities of towns and cities - along with noise and close quarters. "No matter though, I'm sure something will come up to occupy the time before the ship sails back to France. I take it you shall be returning there too, Madame?"

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widow_newbury
2008-04-25 05:26 am UTC (link)

"Yes, I suppose you are right, Monsieur Duval," Adelaide agreed gently. For a moment there was a look of sorrow in her once expressionless eyes as she added, "It is a shame that there are less and less beautiful things in the world each day."

At his last question she nodded. "Yes, I intend to return very shortly if all works out," she said. "My father prefers that I spend most of my time in Paris, as he hopes I will find love again," she explained, even though she sounded doubtful about the last part.

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the_legman
2008-04-27 10:21 am UTC (link)

"Not less, I don't think," Ferrand replied slowly after a moment or two's thought, "but perhaps just more spread out. The world is a larger place than it used to be." He should know that more than perhaps anybody else here, having travelled so much of it to make his way here.

"Perhaps you might, Madame," He said with a calm smile, "you are young, after all, and there are many man in Paris." After a second he frowned, the events of the past few months coming to mind, and how could he have forgotten them at all? "Aren't you afraid you might be targeted by the revolutionaries?" She was an aristocrat, if an English one, when all was said and done.

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widow_newbury
2008-04-27 08:05 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, I suppose you are right, Monsieur," Adelaide said gently. For a moment she looked puzzled by his last question, as if this was the first time she was hearing about the revolution. "I leave it to my nurses to worry about that," she said simply. "I do not leave my apartment much and when I do I keep to myself. I do not trouble myself with the horrors that have spread through Paris."

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the_legman
2008-04-29 08:27 pm UTC (link)

"Perhaps then you'll be spared, God willing." He hoped that would be the case as the revolutionaries only seemed to be bothered with the more notable aristos currently and Madame Newbury was only a girl, and one who'd been through enough trouble in her life at that. "Your philosophy might be the best one, when all is said and done, as what can one wish for but a life free of horror and strife?"

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	widow_newbury 2008-04-30 01:55 am UTC (link)
	"Perhaps," Adelaide said softly. It did not matter to her however, as she had already lost enough in the world to not worry too much about her fate. She helped herself to a new glass of champagne as a servant passed by with a tray. (Replies frozen) (Parent)

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