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Austria, a country both familiar and foreign to me. When it seems like all is lost, can I find a final moment of hope here?

Info[]

  • Style: Formal Gentle
  • Event Logs: Marenzi, Republic, Leopold II*
  • Required: Austrian Flower, Fersen Goodwill Lv. 5
  • Recommended: Austrian Flower Set
  • Perfect Score: ~6,175
  • Rewards: 3,000 Gold, 3 Reader's Coupons, Blueprint: Finale, 1 Gift Material, 1 Crafting Material

Dialogue Choices[]

Fersen: My Queen, won't you help me rant to the King?

  • Help him
    • Fersen's Goodwill will rise
    • Lafayette's Goodwill will rise
  • Advise the King
    • Louis XIV's Goodwill will rise

He smiles faintly, and I believe that every word is true.

  • Try to think of another solution
    • Unlock Event Log: Leopold II
  • Try rejecting him
    • No change

Transcript[]

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  • Versailles, a symbol of royal power to the rebels, and yet also a suffocating, destructive place.
  • Under Lafayette's escort, our carriage slowly travels away from Versailles, and to the Tuileries Palace in Paris.


  • The Tuileries Palace hasn't been occupied for a few centuries, and it is just as dilapidated as we imagined.
  • Curtains caked with dust, broken chairs toppled on their sides, filthy carpets... Everything before us make it all the clearer what our current position is.
  • Louis XVI: *cough... cough!*
  • Fersen: Your Majesty, are you all right? I will ask someone to clean up this place immediately...
  • Louis XVI: No, no, there's no need... It's just a bit of dust. Not a big deal.
  • Lafayette: Your Majesty, please pardon me, but there is something I must report to you.
  • Lafayette: Considering the size of the Tuileries Palace, as well as our current situation, we won't be able to house all the servants and guards. How do you wish to handle this matter?
  • Louis XVI: ...Let them choose for themselves.
  • Louis XVI: Those who are still willing to follow me can stay. Pay a sum of money to any who are not willing to stay, so that they can go home and have a good life.
  • Louis XVI: And tell Blaisdell not to return... It's too dangerous by my side. Ask him to help the people establish a brand new system and laws.
  • Louis XVI: You and Fersen should decide what to do for your own futures too...
  • Lafayette: Your Majesty... I'm the one who betrayed you first. You are already kind enough not to admonish me. How could I possibly abandon you now?
  • Louis XVI: You've always been well loved by the people... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been forced by the people into leading them.
  • The King heaves a deep sigh and pats Lafayette's shoulders.
  • Louis XVI: There's no point talking about all of this now... You don't have to care about the Queen and me. Simply take care of your own matters.
  • Lafayette: I have sworn my loyalty to you and I will not betray that vow.
  • Lafayette: I may not be able to stay by your side all the time, but if you have any instructions for me, I will do my best to fulfill them.
  • Fersen: The same goes for me. You can't just let me protect you on the balcony, and then toss this knight away once you leave Versailles!
  • Fersen: My Queen, won't you help me rant to the King?


Help him

  • You: That's right! If you drive Count Fersen away now...
  • You: The Marquis de Lafayette and I will have to worry about whether you'll drive us away too!
  • Lafayette: Yes, I have the same thoughts as the Queen.
  • Louis XVI: ...All right, I understand.
  • Louis XVI: Marie, Lafayette, Fersen... I know how you feel.


Advise the King

  • You: Your Majesty, we shouldn't reject their good intentions.
  • You: You know what they're like. Even if you order them to leave, they will simply rebel and stay.
  • Louis XVI: ...
  • Louis XVI: You're right, Marie.
  • Louis XVI: Lafayette, Fersen...


  • Louis XVI: I may not be able to give you any promises right now, but I thank you from the depths of my heart.
  • Louis XVI: France has been most fortunate to have you...and I have been fortunate as well.
  • We look at one another, and stay silent for several minutes.
  • There's no need to say a word... Some things are understood without words.


  • After cleaning up the place, we quickly settle into Tuileries.
  • But the place is still in a dilapidated state, and cannot be compared to Versailles...
  • On the other hand, without the luxurious lifestyle, and without the restrictions of royal status, we can finally live a quiet, peaceful life.


  • It's another clear morning.
  • The mornings here are unlike that of the peace of Versailles. Every single day in Tuileries feels cold and empty.
  • It's not hard to get used to these changes, but...some things still requires effort to get accustomed to.
  • You: Madame Deniau, today...
  • You: ...
  • I am cruelly reminded of a harsh fact... The biggest difference of all, when it comes to living in Tuileries.
  • You: (Almost all the people I'm used to aren't here with me.)
  • You: (I wonder how Gabrielle is doing? And Madame Deniau...)
  • No one has seen Madame Deniau at all since the day the people stormed into Versailles, not even when we left.
  • Some people say that she has fled, like some of the aristocrats, and others say she was killed by civilians...
  • We even sent men to search for her body in the land near Versailles, but thankfully we found none.
  • You: (May God bless Madame Deniau and the others, and keep them safe...)
  • The empty room is filled with sighs...
  • Maid: Your Majesty, you have a guest in the living room. Please let me help you get changed.
  • You: A guest? Why would I have a guest now...
  • Maid: It's Count Marenzi.
  • Maid: He says he has something important to report to you. And...that it's for your ears only.
  • You: ...All right, I understand.
  • After Marie left Austria, this diplomat, who often visits France, was tasked with the duty of checking on "me" by Queen Theresa.
  • But he is limited by his position and we could only meet a handful of times.
  • You: (Queen Theresa has already passed away, so Count Marenzi's duty should have ended, right?)
  • You: (Why is he suddenly looking for me? And why the mystery...)
  • Maid: Your Majesty?
  • You: Since I'm meeting someone from my homeland... Please help me change into the Austrian outfit.



  • The me reflected in the mirror looks like I've returned to life in Austria...as a carefree little princess.
  • Various memories surface in my head... Memories of my childhood with Queen Theresa, my siblings, and the ministers...
  • The joy of the past, are in stark contrast with the worries, pain, and various emotions of the present...
  • You: (Marie, I know how you feel... But we can never go back home again.)
  • You: (Forget about it all! At least...right now "we" have a chance to start anew.)
  • I don't know if Count Marenzi's visit is a good thing or a bad thing, but I've already been through so much, and I am no longer anxious nor afraid.


  • You: Count Marenzi, thank you for waiting.
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty...
  • I see an old man who seems to be much frailer than the image in my memories. His unwavering attention has been focused on me ever since I entered the room.
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty... Is that really you?
  • You: Yes, it is. But if you want me to prove it, I'm afraid I cannot.
  • Marenzi: No, no, I'm not suspecting you... I'm just doubting my fading eyesight.
  • He rubs his damp eyes, and his voice is raspy. It's evident that he cares for me.
  • Marenzi: I'm just overjoyed to see that you're all right...
  • Marenzi: If you were harmed in any way, I'd have betrayed the trust of the Queen, and I wouldn't be able to face her when I die!
  • Marenzi: No, actually... I lost the right to see Queen Theresa a long time ago.
  • Marenzi: I'm already too late... When the negative rumors about you started circulating, I should have rushed to your side.
  • His cane thumps the floor heavily in agitation, all of his frustration and pain evident with every blow.
  • This might be the first time I'm seeing him, and I do know that the one he cares about isn't actually "me"...
  • But in this situation, in the presence of someone so concerned about me, I am overcome with warmth all the same.
  • You: You shouldn't blame yourself... You are an Austrian minister, and it's not easy for you to interfere with matters of French royalty.
  • You: And this has to do with me, so you shouldn't have tried anyway...
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty, you've grown up. You're so mature now, and so considerate towards me...
  • Marenzi: But when I think about why you've grown up, I do wish you never changed.
  • Marenzi: If you hadn't been married off to France, perhaps...
  • You: I'm sorry, but you know we can't change the past...
  • Marenzi: Yes, we can't... But now we can make amends for that mistake.
  • You: You mean...
  • Marenzi falls silent for a while, and his expression becomes grave, harsh even...as though he's considering how to word his next sentence.
  • Marenzi: I want to send you back to Austria.
  • You: Are you crazy?
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty, don't you want to go home?
  • You: My home...is right here in France, in Tuileries.
  • You: If the people find out that I've left Tuileries, and fled back to Austria...
  • You: Not only will I be branded as a traitor to the crown, a lot of people will be harmed by my actions too.
  • You: And both France and Austria would be consumed by the people's rage...
  • You: I know you're worried about me, but...I really can't agree to that.
  • Despite my staunch refusal, Marenzi seems unperturbed, and his eyes remain fixed on me.
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty, I've been a diplomat for so many years. Don't you think I understand that?
  • Marenzi: You and the King may seem safe now, but no one can guarantee how long that will last.
  • Marenzi: The people have had their taste of power, and they won't slow down.
  • You: I understand what you mean too.
  • I've heard that the people have successfully established a National Assembly, and Blaisdell is swiftly setting up a constitutional monarchy.
  • But there is a portion of people intent on setting up a republic, and they have formed a revolutionary party. France is on the verge of an unimaginable split.
  • You: (If the people decide to abandon the constitutional monarchy, the King and I may suffer a terrible fate...)
  • He seems to have noticed that I'm showing signs of relenting. Just like a kindly old man, Marenzi patiently and sincerely tries to convey his worries to me.
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty... I believe that Queen Theresa would not want to see you spending your days in such a dangerous environment.
  • Marenzi: And not only her, but me, the King, Marquis de Lafayette, Count Fersen, and the Duchess Polignac...
  • Marenzi: I understand that this is an unreasonable request, but please, for your sake and for the sake of all who love you, consider this carefully.
  • You: ...I'm not the one who should be considering this carefully. You are.
  • You: I don't know how you intend to send me back, but I do believe it's likely to be very dangerous.
  • You: I won't let you put yourself in danger in exchange for my safety!
  • Marenzi: Your Majesty, in the name of God, I am willing to give my all for the Queen Theresa, and that includes my life.
  • Marenzi: ...I won't be alive for much longer.
  • Marenzi: And thanks to the Queen, my life has been a very spectacular one.
  • Marenzi: I have no family depending on me, and my only concern now is her daughter... I'm ready to bid farewell to the world at any moment, as long as I can finish my very last task.
  • Marenzi: I believe that God and Queen Theresa will bless me, and protect you to the very last moment.
  • Marenzi's expression softens, as though he has just recalled something tender.
  • Marenzi: And then...I will be able to go see her.
  • He smiles faintly, and I believe that every word is true.

Try to think of another solution

  • I heave a sigh. I know that I won't get anywhere if I keep rejecting him, so I need to try to think of a solution that is acceptable to us both.
  • You: If you're willing to tell me what you're planning to do... As long as it doesn't involve sacrificing you, I might consider it.
  • Marenzi: My life up to this point has certainly been worth it, if you're so concerned about me, your Majesty.
  • Marenzi: You don't need to worry about me. I'm only in charge of contacting the Emperor of Austria, and to put the plan in action.
  • You: Leopold II... My older brother...dares to take such a risk?
  • You: If this plan fails, the two countries might go to war!
  • Marenzi: The rulers of the countries surrounding France are all worried about this wave of liberalism, and trying to stop it.
  • Marenzi: Prussia is already engaged in talks with Leopold II regarding the issue.
  • Marenzi: Even if not for you, this war might be hard to avoid. Of course, war is our last resort.
  • You: And so, right now everyone's just waiting for a reason to start a war?
  • Marenzi nods.
  • Marenzi: This is the best chance, for you and the King both.
  • You: (Oh yes, I guess it's hard to find a more justifiable reason than an attempt to rescue your sister.)
  • Deep within me, I have a feeling that this is all a political trade... An unavoidable war in exchange for my life, and the lives of the King and the royal court members.
  • I know there's no better solution, but...
  • You: Count Marenzi, I cannot agree right away and help to start this war...
  • You: Please give me some time to think about this...
  • Marenzi: I understand your worry, and I know that this is a very heavy matter to consider, but you cannot escape it.
  • Marenzi: If you insist, I will come back again in 5 days to ask you for your decision.
  • Marenzi: I do hope you will say yes and fulfil an old man's last request.


Try rejecting him

  • You: Count Marenzi, I...
  • Marenzi: No, your Majesty...
  • Marenzi smiles sadly, and shakes his head at me...
  • It's like he's pleading me not to deny him of his last bit of self worth and meaning.
  • Marenzi: While I still have the ability to send you back...please say yes.
  • Marenzi: Or at least, don't reject me right now. Consider it carefully.
  • You: ...All right, I understand.
  • Marenzi: There's not much time left. Please give me an answer within 5 days.


  • And with a small sigh, Marenzi turns and slowly hobbles away on his cane.
  • I watch his frail back disappear from view, and reflect upon our conversation... I know that these peaceful days are numbered.


  • But I did not know that Marenzi views my life as more important than my very own mind.
  • While I am still pondering the issue, he has already begun putting things in place...
  • ...to create a situation that I simply cannot refuse.
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