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The newly-wedded Gabrielle leads a frugal, yet blissful life as a noble with her husband, Jules. Little do they know that their peaceful lives will soon be shattered by a grandiose royal wedding.

Info[]

  • Style: No dress-up component
  • Rewards: 3,000 Gold, 600 Exp, 1 Reader's Coupon, 1 Lantern Gift Box, 1 Clothing Materials Box, Blueprint: Gentle Grace

Dialogue Choices[]

Note: Changing choices when replaying will cost 5 Stamina

Jules: Are you...disappointed with out life, my dear?

  • A Little Disappointed.
  • Not at All Disappointed.

Transcript[]

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  • Now that the spring ceremony has finished, the wedding of Louis, heir to the crown, and Princess Marie is approaching.
  • The streets of France are abuzz with talk of the affair. Everyone is excited for it. Everyone except for me.
  • The royal wedding means there will be an extravagant ceremony and a grand ball. My husband Jules and I must attend, even though we are "penniless nobles".
  • I pace anxiously in my room, worried about the costs of attending this wedding.
  • Gabrielle: Please come in.
  • Jules: What are you doing, Gabrielle?
  • Gabrielle: My mind is troubled, my dear.
  • Jules: Is it about the royal wedding?
  • Gabrielle: Yes. I must purchase a new dress to attend it, and I'm concerned about the cost.
  • Jules sighs deeply.
  • Jules: We are rather tight on money right now, my dear.
  • Gabrielle: If I wear an old dress to the wedding, we'll become laughing stocks.
  • Jules: You know our family's finances have been in dire straits these past few years.
  • Gabrielle: Yes, I understand. It's just that... don't you think wearing shabby clothes will tarnish our family's reputation?
  • Gabrielle: And we haven't made an appearance at a formal social occasion in a long time...
  • Jules: ...You're right. I'll think of something.
  • We look at each other in dismay, wondering how to cobble together the money needed for new clothes.
  • Before we can come up with a solution, Jules turns his mind to another difficult question.
  • Jules: Are you... disappointed with our life, my dear?


A Little Disappointed.

  • Gabrielle: Why do you suddenly ask such a question, my dear Jules?
  • Jules: Struggling to maintain our dignity, unable to participate in social events...
  • Jules: We're forced to remain in Claye Manor. Does this lifestyle not bother you at all?
  • Gabrielle: (Does it really not bother me? Am I just pretending?)
  • But it's hard for me to be truthful when my husband looks so downtrodden.
  • Gabrielle: My dear, I...
  • Jules: ...I guess I shouldn't ask such a question. We should focus on...


Not at All Disappointed.

  • Gabrielle: Why would you think I would be disappointed in our life?
  • Gabrielle: New clothes and social events are not necessities.
  • Gabrielle: I'm happy to be living with you here in Claye Manor...
  • Jules: But Gabrielle, you...
  • I gently put my finger over Jules' lips to hush him.
  • Gabrielle: Are our days in Claye Manor not joyous?
  • Jules: Gabrielle, you really are an angel sent from the Lord.
  • Jules: What's more important right now anyway is...


  • Jules: ...the lavish wedding of Prince Louis and Princess Marie.
  • Jules: Shall we go to Bohmer and procure some new clothes?
  • Gabrielle: There's little time until the wedding. We should go and see him as soon as possible.
  • Jules: Then we will go tomorrow.



  • The next morning, my husband and I take the carriage to Bohmer's shop.


  • Bohmer: If it isn't the honorable Monsieur and Madame Polignac!
  • Gabrielle: Good day, Monsieur Bohmer.
  • Bohmer: It has been some time, Madame Polignac. You are as beautiful as ever.
  • Bohmer, with his pleasing smile, seems to have anticipated the reason for our visit today.
  • Bohmer: Have you come because that grand royal wedding is approaching?
  • Jules: That's precisely the reason for our visit.
  • Gabrielle: Do you have a suitable ball gown on hand?
  • He rubs his hands together nervously, showing an expression of slight embarrassment.
  • Bohmer: Well, yes, but...
  • Jules: Speak plainly!
  • Bohmer: Well, you see, Monsieur Polignac...
  • Bohmer: As you know, every noble in France has been invited to the wedding, so every tailor has ordered large quantities of material.
  • Bohmer: I'm afraid you have come rather late, so the price will be higher than usual...
  • Gabrielle: How much?
  • Bohmer returns to his pleasing expression and continues...
  • Bohmer: I can provide the grandest of ball gowns! You must wear something worthy of the glory of the Polignac family.
  • Bohmer: As for the price... It's only fifty thousand livres!
  • Gabrielle: F-Fifty thousand livres!
  • Gabrielle: We... we need to talk this over.
  • Bohmer leaves the parlor, using the excuse of bringing us his ready-made dresses.
  • Gabrielle: I hadn't expected the price of ball gowns to have gone up so preposterously...
  • Jules: This has completely ruined our plans. With our limited budget, we will have to...
  • Gabrielle: Make do with the cheapest clothing.
  • The thought of those haughty nobles looking down on me because of a cheap dress makes me sigh.
  • Jules: If you're worried about how the nobles of Versailles will judge us behind our backs...
  • Jules: I'm afraid there's not much we can do. But we do have a "secret weapon"...
  • Jules' words pique my curiosity. I can't think of any adornment that I would consider a "secret weapon".
  • Jules: Silly girl. The "secret weapon" is your natural beauty!
  • Jules: Your beauty requires no adornments whatsoever, Gabrielle.
  • I know Jules is only trying to comfort me, but I still enjoy the praise.
  • My heart is lifted in joy.
  • Gabrielle: Do you really mean that?
  • Jules: Of course, my Gabrielle, my beloved, my wife.
  • Jules: A dress, no matter how gorgeous, is merely an embellishment. Your beauty cannot be hidden.
  • Gabrielle: Jules, you're making me blush.
  • Bohmer: Pardon me, Monsieur and Madame Polignac. Have you finished your discussion?
  • Bohmer: I have selected a few suitable dresses to show you!
  • I ask him to come in, and I pick out the most ordinary dress from those he shows.
  • Gabrielle: Monsieur Bohmer, I choose this one.
  • Bohmer: Th... This one?
  • Bohmer: Ahem... I mean, there are ones that suit you better.
  • Gabrielle: Are you saying this one doesn't suit me?
  • Bohmer: Of course it suits you! Why, it was made for you! If you have any other needs, please let me know.
  • Jules: Now that we've chosen a dress, let's go home, my dear.
  • Jules bends down slightly and reaches out his hand to me in a gentlemanly manner. I happily take his arm.
  • Gabrielle: All right, let's go home.


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