Queen Marie: 1-4 Victorious Return

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Our heroes have returned from the New World to a huge festival. Who will I meet during the celebrations? Will anything interesting happen?

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Style: Gifts: Feathered Attitude Required: Lafayette Goodwill Lv. 2 Recommended: Prima Updo, Feathered Attitude, Bright Pearls Rewards: 3,000 Gold, 600 Experience, 3 Reader's Coupon, 1 Gift Materials, 1 Clothing Materials, Still Voice, Blueprint: Sylvan Glade

Dialogue Choices

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Gazing at their two outstretched hands, I finally make a decision...

• Fersen

• Marie dances with Fersen,
  Gabrielle will defend you in chapter 1-5

• Lafayette

• Marie dances with Lafayette,
  Lafayette will defend you in chapter 1-5

Lafayette: Are you sure you didn't do that on purpose?

• Reply Playfully

• Lafayette's Goodwill will rise

• Get Frustrated

• Lafayette's Goodwill will fall

Transcript

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• Festive joy fills the Palace of Versailles on the day of the banquet.
• Leonard: My dear! I'm here to dress you! Your beauty and my skills shall make you the gem of the ball!

• Leonard: Fersen, the most charming man in Versailles will be stunned. In fact, everyone will go absolutely crazy over you!

• Affected by his enthusiasm, I start imagining being the center of attention...
• You: I'm counting on you, Leonard! Do your magic!

• Leonard: Have you forgotten who you're talking to? Your Majesty, it's my duty!

• Leonard: Put on the outfit I designed for you! Your beauty will be beyond imagination!

• Leonard: Good heavens! You'll steal every gentleman's heart!

• Leonard: I bet you could even capture the man that every French lady desires!

• Leonard: And I'm not talking about Fersen!

• You: (Leonard is exaggerating, but I'm curious now...)

• You: Oh? If it's not Fersen, then who is it? Who has so much power over the ladies in Versailles?

• Leonard: My dear, I'm talking about the Marquis de Lafayette, of course!

• Leonard: He's stern, but his looks, his status, and his talent... My word!

• You: Hahaha!

• Leonard: Why are you laughing? He's a mysterious man, and that's why he draws so much attention.

• You: Lafayette wouldn't be Lafayette if he stopped being stern!

• After a moment, Leonard laughs with me.
• Leonard: Oh, my dear. How time passes! You should get going now!

• Leonard: Let all of Versailles see my beautifully styled Queen!

• In the grand banquet hall, everyone is dancing gracefully. Wine, perfume, and elegant music give the hall a heavenly feel.

• Everyone turns to look at me. Exclamations, praises, gasps... The attention is incredibly flattering.
• I suddenly understand why Marie attends such balls...
• It's intoxicating, and I've never had so much fun in my life before.
• Fersen: Marie, you've become even lovelier since I last saw you.

• You: Fersen... Is that really you?

• Fersen: Yes, Your Majesty. Have I changed so much that you can't recognize me anymore?

• He winks at me mischievously. That's the Fersen I remember!
• His gestures are elegant, and his gaze has matured...
• He's still so cheeky when he's with me, and he still looks at me the same way... with deep passion.
• You: It's just that... It's been so long. I need a moment to adjust...

• Fersen: It's my fault for going away for so long.

• Fersen: Marie, do you remember when we first met?

• You: I... Of course I remember.

• Memories of that night come into focus in my mind. Marie's heart was racing, just like mine is racing right now, and I'm helplessly drawn to him.
• Fersen: We were both wearing masks, but we were hopelessly attracted to one another...

• Fersen: You removed my mask, and, in that moment, I finally believed in fate.

• Fersen: Will you dance with me, my princess? Like we did on the night we met?

• You: I...

• There's a sudden commotion in the corner, and I turn to look. After a brief tussle, an officer is shoved out of the crowd and into the open.
• Lafayette: Your Majesty, may I have this dance?

• Fersen: All these years, I wondered if I'd find any rivals when I returned. Surprisingly, my army buddy is now one of them.

• Lafayette: It's a polite request, Fersen. You're the one who shouldn't be here, based on your status. You should keep away from the Queen.

• Fersen: This conversation is going nowhere... You're painfully blunt, as always, Lafayette. It's infuriating.

• Fersen: Your Majesty, please select your lucky dance partner.

• Gazing at their two outstretched hands, I finally make a decision...

Fersen

• When I take Fersen's hand, his eyes shine like diamonds, so captivating that it's hard to look away.
• Fersen: Marie, I knew you'd choose me!

• Lafayette: May you have an enjoyable dance.

• Lafayette: I know you won't listen, but I'm warning you to keep your distance, Fersen.

• Fersen mumbles a reply, but doesn't look at Lafayette at all. He's too busy gazing at me passionately.
• Fersen: During the war, I wondered what we'd have become if I hadn't left.

• Fersen: I wondered if another man's been keeping you company, and whether he'd replace me in your life, whether your smile now belongs to someone else...

• Fersen: When I thought of these things, I wished I could fly back to your side.

• Fersen: But I do not deserve you. I heeded the call of war and glory, disregarded the reluctance, and left you...

• You: But you've succeeded. You've fulfilled your dream... It's worth everything, right?

• Fersen: Was it worth it...?

• Fersen: I only know that the pain of missing you outweighs the glory I obtained...

• Fersen: It was only after I left that I realized... Not only did I need to find my worth, I also needed a life-long companion that I truly cared for.

• Fersen: And that person is you. I didn't realize it back then, and even chose to leave you!

• Fersen: What a fool I've been!

• Fersen: God's punishment for not heeding my true desire was terrible indeed!

• Stunned, I look upon his sorrowful face, and my heart pounds...
• This dream-like world is growing ever clearer... From now on, it's as though Marie and I are one.
• You: It's not too late, right? You've returned safely, and we've met again... And now we're dancing together.

• Fersen: If the war had dragged on a few more years, you might have forgotten me. Am I still important to you?

• You: You're more mature now, more refined,... more enchanting.

• You: And I am no longer the same.

• Fersen: People might change, but their core selves do not... The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were still my princess.

• Fersen: No matter how much you might change, my heart will be yours until my very last breath.
• Is that me I see reflected in his eyes? Or Marie? Or perhaps the past?

• How I long to throw myself into his embrace! I try to analyze my feelings towards him, but my mind is in turmoil...

• Everything is a blur the rest of the night... except for Fersen and his mesmerizing eyes...

Lafayette

• Fersen: Fortune does not smile upon me today... Regretfully, time has distanced us.

• Fersen: Treasure this opportunity to make everyone jealous, Lafayette. And don't let your stuffy attitude ruin the Queen's fun.

• Lafayette: And you should learn your place and status before the Queen.

• You: Greetings, Marquis de Lafayette.

• Lafayette: Greetings, Your Majesty.

• We both notice how awkward we are, and clear our throats at the same time.
• You: I am... grateful for all that you've done for the people, Marquis de Lafayette.

• Lafayette: For the glory of France, Your Majesty.

• You: ...Yes, for France.

• Lafayette: Your Majesty, there is one thing I don't understand...

• Lafayette: I thought you'd choose to dance with Fersen, given your past... "friendship" with him. Why me?

• You: Ah... Why, indeed...

• Everyone would choose Fersen over this uptight man. I ask myself why I chose Lafayette, but I don't know why either...
• Then I remembered what Leonard had said, and felt like teasing Lafayette...
• You: Maybe I just wanted to dance with the man that every French lady desires!

• Lafayette: That they all desire? Are you referring... to me?

• You: Of course!

• Lafayette: ...Forgive me... I cannot accept such a ridiculous premise.

• His troubled expression looks much livelier, and more appealing than his usual sternness.
• He's actually very dashing... If he smiled, anyone could fall for him in an instant.
• You: Marquis de Lafayette, has anyone ever told you you'd look better if you smiled?

• Lafayette: Your Majesty, do you often speak to unfamiliar men in this manner?

• Lafayette: That title you just gave me, and that frivolous question... You should speak in a proper manner befitting your station.

• You: Why are you lecturing me again?

• Lafayette: I was just offering a suggestion. You may not want to hear it, but I am sure it would help you a great deal.

• You: And I was giving you an honest compliment. You consider that unbefitting for a Queen? Are you really that dense?

• Lafayette: If you insist on thinking that way, there is nothing more I can say.

• Lafayette: Let us finish our dance so you can be free of me.

• You: ...Yes, let us dance.

• He takes my hand politely, and we dance slowly to the music.
• But his face is so stern, and his steps so prim and proper, the dance is incredibly boring.
• You: If you didn't want to dance with me, why did you ask?

• Lafayette: It's only proper to ask the Queen for a dance.

• You: So this is only duty to you? Do you hate me so much that every interaction with me is just work?

• Lafayette: You are the Queen of France, and we must all respect and adore you.

• You: I'm referring to the person called Marie. Not the Queen of France.

• Lafayette: My apologies, there is no difference to me. You are the Queen, you have no other identity to me.

• You: Has anyone ever told you you're so stuffy they wish they could stomp on your foot?

• Lafayette frowns in response, but says nothing.
• I suppress my rage, and I do not stomp on him, of course.
• But then while making a turn, I accidentally step on my hem, and lose my balance...
• Lafayette: Your Majesty!

• He grabs me with his strong arms and pulls me towards him. Realizing I'm about to crash into him, I panic and try to retreat, accidentally stepping on him.
• You: Ah! Your foot... I'm sorry, that wasn't on purpose! Really!

• Lafayette: If you keep saying that, I'll wonder if you tripped on purpose just to step on me.

• You: Of course not! If I really wanted to, I wouldn't need to pretend.

• You: Ah... Erm, forget I said anything.

• Lafayette: Are you sure you didn't do that on purpose?

Reply Playfully

• You: If I did it on purpose, I could stomp on you again.

• You: And my dear Marquis de Lafayette...

• You: Should someone of your status suspect a Queen of stepping on you on purpose?

• Lafayette: ...

• You: And as for the title of "the man that every lady desires"...

• You: ...the people of France call you that, not I.

• You: You must tell them to behave with decorum, Marquis de Lafayette!

• Lafayette: Your Majesty, perhaps I have misjudged you... this time. But your past deeds and words have spread across the land.

• Lafayette: Do be aware of your status, and the weight of the crown you wear.

• You: You're just like them. You've judged me based on rumors alone, never bothering to really get to know me.

• Lafayette: ...

• You: The real Queen is right here, Marquis de Lafayette. Perhaps you should judge me with your own eyes.

• His grasp tightens, and I can feel the warmth of his hands. After a few silent moments, his gaze softens.
• Lafayette: You're right. I've never tried to get to know you. I simply assumed based on rumors.

• Lafayette: And I even advised you arrogantly.

• Lafayette: Your actions may not be that of an ideal Queen, but you've done nothing wrong.

• Lafayette: I am in the wrong, Your Majesty. Please forgive me.

• Lafayette: I shall ignore the rumors from now on, and get to know the real you.

• I was only teasing him, but he is so serious I am taken aback. He sounds like he's swearing a grave oath.
• His passionate gaze betrays his calm expression, and I am reminded of a dormant volcano, cool on the outside and fiery on the inside.
• Lafayette: I've been ill-mannered in my interactions with you. If you choose not to forgive me, I will understand, and will accept your decision.

• Lafayette: That shall be my punishment for believing rumors.

• You: I don't blame you, Marquis de Lafayette... The people of France think ill of me, and it's only normal that their opinions have influenced you.

• You: I'm actually glad that you were willing to hear me out, and to get to know me properly... Thank you.

• Lafayette: I haven't done anything deserving your thanks.

• His sincerity and earnestness are touching, and all my annoyance at being misunderstood vanishes in an instant.
• Instead, I'm delighted at getting along with him.
• You: I'm very happy we'll finally get to know each other.

• Lafayette: I am as well, Your Majesty.

• You: (He's actually smiling!)

• It's simply electrifying. I catch my breath and my heart is fluttering...
• Everything is a blur the rest of the night... except for Lafayette and his smile...

Get Frustrated

• Unable to think of a retort, I remain silent. He frowns, assuming this means I'm guilty.
• Lafayette: Your Majesty, talk of your behavior has already spread across the land.

• Lafayette: Keep in mind that the crown's high status comes with heavy responsibility.

• You: (He's right. As the Queen of France, I should behave myself, and watch what I say, even when I'm attending a banquet.)

• You: Thank you for the warning. But what kind of talk is it?

• Lafayette: Half of it is merely gossip... Just take note and conduct yourself well.

• I can guess what the gossip is... But since I'm not actually Marie, I don't feel hurt.
• Lafayette: I am honored to have danced with you, Your Majesty.

• His parting footsteps are accompanied by the music, and it makes me feel at a loss and strangely lonely...
• I wander off aimlessly...